#he's been through so much in this movie OTL give him a break

[carewyncromwell]

Hey guys! So, in the past, I’ve done “inspiration posts” centered around my HPHM MC Carewyn Cromwell, Carewyn’s mother Lane and her brother Jacob, and my HPHL MC Jackson Knightly...and now it’s my HPHL vampire boy Bartholomew “Bat” Varney’s turn!

As hilarious as it sounds, I can actually blame the Twilight films for the initial spark behind Bat’s character. I admit that I’ve never really been a Twilight fan -- I read the first book because of my interest in vampires and the (rather shallow) comparison the mass public made at the time between Twilight and Harry Potter, but the second Twilight book lost me once main character Bella started trying to hurt herself just to try to see her OTL Edward again, and I’ve never picked them up since. Skip about fifteen years, and I get invited to a friend’s house to watch and rib Breaking Dawn Parts 1 and 2. Even if I hadn’t read the books, I knew the overall trajectory of the story, so I was able to basically follow what was going on, but those films were and remain the only Twilight movies I’ve seen. And after seeing them, the main emotion I came away with was absolute exasperation...because the entire time Breaking Dawn Part 2 was playing, I couldn’t give a damn what was going on with Bella, Edward, Jacob, Nessie, the Cullens, the werewolves, or the Volturi. All I wanted to do was focus on one of the most minor, bit-part characters placed in the background -- a vampire who was a soldier in the Revolutionary War and later went on to fight in just about every other American War since, played by Lee Pace, named Garrett. I was absolutely beside myself that we had an engaging, snarky, charming vampire who’d once lived in the 1700′s, one of my absolute FAVORITE historical eras, and he was shunted out of the way to make room for such a boring, stake-less, and kind of dysfunctional romance. I wanted a whole book about Garrett -- I wanted a whole TV series! It still boggles my mind that Stephanie Meyer could create such an interesting character and then only feature him for a fraction of the very last book in a four-part series.

The feelings I had about Garrett sort of lingered in the back of my head for a while, and one thought led to another, and I got to thinking about why I’d even tried reading Twilight to begin with. The answer, honestly, was that vampires was one of the biggest question marks left open in the Potterverse by Jo Rowling. She’s claimed in interviews that she didn’t think she could add anything to the vampire mythos through her work, hence why she referenced them existing, but didn’t feature them much at all in the story. And yet from my point of view, the vampire as seen in traditional folklore sort of contradicts one of the core themes of Rowling’s books -- namely, that death is both irreversible and inevitable. Because of the very diverse ways vampires have been depicted in different cultures and media over the years, there were so many questions left unanswered regarding which powers if any Potterverse vampires have, what their weaknesses are, why Voldemort never looked into becoming a vampire when searching for immortality, what their status in the Wizarding World is, why we don’t see any fighting with Voldemort like we do other “Dark creatures” like werewolves, and how their undead status fits in with the tenant of death being something you can’t escape. And the more I thought about it, the more exciting that potential became -- so I fleshed out a kind of vampire that could answer those questions and fit comfortably in the Potterverse without running the risk of “god-modding” or being too overpowered.

Vampires have more weaknesses than powers -- lessened magical ability, hypersensory sensitivity, the inability to sleep and dream, poor health, and intense and constant blood lust VS. lengthened life and increased durability.

Voldemort never sought becoming a vampire because someone else has to curse you both before and after your death, and not only are you not guaranteed to end up in the body you died in, but your magical ability is close to non-existent.

Vampires are on the absolute fringes of magical society and largely live in isolated colonies, hence why we so rarely see them or know much about them.

Vampires didn’t get involved in the Wizarding Wars because most truthfully don’t want to hurt anybody or create more of their kind by sharing the knowledge of their creation with wizards.

Vampires are similar to ghosts in the way that they died, but returned to Earth and cannot pass on, but are different in the way that they have a physical form and someone else forced them to come back against their will, rather than it being a choice on their part. They’re similar to Inferi in the way that they were brought back from the dead by Dark magic cast by another person, but they have a soul and are so trapped in the bodies they’re cursed into that they almost always outlive the person who originally cursed them and can only be killed through the traditional “stake through the heart and beheading” technique. Vampires also all end up dying sooner or later, whether by their own hand or intervention by wizards after they’ve lost so much of their sanity and humanity that they become dangerous.

With the vampire lore plotted out, I had to go back to figuring out who this vampire of mine was as a person. At that point, I hadn’t had an MC that was a Ravenclaw yet (unless you count Carewyn’s brother and mother), so I decided that could be something fun to explore, particularly if I wanted to steer clear of the brooding vampire trope. (All of the Ravenclaws I’ve known in my life are much less prone to self-loathing and depression than I am. XD;;;) Sure enough, though, one of the influences that popped up right away was Garrett. Like Garrett, Bat was originally from the 1700′s, only to die and become a vampire while fighting in the American War for Independence -- the biggest difference, of course, is that Garrett was an American Patriot, while Bat was a British regular!! LOL!! As I hashed out Bat’s backstory as a Muggle-born wizard who went to war with his best friend, however, I found Bat (or, more specifically, his original human self, Robert) picking up traits from another character -- Sirius Black! Like Sirius, Robert was disinterested in rules and a bit cocky, but also incredibly talented and intelligent and a deathly loyal friend, especially to his male best friend, who was like a brother to him and he would’ve died rather than betray. If Barty was the popular, well-liked leader of the group, Robert was his right-hand man and foil. Sadly, like Sirius as well, Robert also ended up losing his male best friend far too soon and being condemned to a fate worse than death thanks to a betrayal by his other best friend. They’re also both dog Animagi who become surrogate parental figures in later life! ^.^

As Robert, Bat’s face claim is Josh Groban. As a vampire stuck in his BFF Barty’s reanimated corpse, Bat’s face claim is Lee Pace, specifically in his role as Fernando Wood in the film Lincoln.

[lycorogue]

Miraculous World: New York - United HeroeZ live-blogging (sorta)

Okay, it’s hard for me to live-blog everything I want to squee about, especially with the first watch. But I’m still wide awake and watching the re-air so let’s see how I do. (Turns out, I’m a slower typer than I thought and most of this was done post-watch again :P )

I absolutely love this special’s opening credits. It has a very Marvel feel. Nice.

Um... Uh... Did... Did Cristina Vee forget her Ladybug/Marinette voice over the break? I’m not liking this voice. I’m not liking it at all. STOP WITH THE VOICE! NOOOOOOO! (Also... Mr. Pigeon... Again? -_- )

Love that Adrien has started looking up the meaning of roses so he can find one Ladybug will actually accept. XD The boy tries so hard. <3

Hubby thought that Cristina might have decided to change up Ladybug’s voice so it’s not so obvious she’s Marinette (a la Batman) but the deeper voice is still here for Marinette. WHYYYYY!? The hiatus was clearly too long. She’s completely forgotten Marinette’s voice. OTL

Awww, Miss Bustier is pregnant!? She’ll be a great mom! eeeee

Also, smoooooooooth Marinette. Adrien is TOTALLY just a friend now... >_> Poor Luka. -_-

Also... ALYA’S VOICE IS WRONG TOO! WHAT THE HECK! WHYYYYYYYY. THIS IS SO AWESOME BUT I JUST CAN’T WITH THESE NEW VOICES! Everyone sounds deeper and gruffer... is that because the VAs are out of practice? Is it because they had to record at home with different equipment? What’s going on!?

Of COURSE Gabriel suspects a Miraculous in America. Good way to bring him to the States. At least Keith Silverstein remembered his Gabriel/Hawk Moth voice. I don’t know if I could have handled either Hawky or Adrien having the wrong tone of voice in this.

Oh. Oh no! Oh dear! Nathalie’s voice is the worst! At least hers can be explained away that she’s still recovering from the Battle for the Miracle Box but... *cringe*

KAGAMI’S OFF TOO! I think it’s 100% the actors not remembering the voices they used for these characters. -_- Such a shame. This movie is amazing, but the voices are so hard for me to get past. 

OMG, THE LITTLE CAT TO ALERT LADYBUG IS FLIPPIN’ ADORABLE! I’d hit the button a million times myself, so I feel ya, Chat Noir. Also, BRILLIANT play, Ladybug. :D

Equally brilliant plan on Plagg’s part. At least, it would have been if they were able to actually exercise it. Also.... WHERE DID THIS POWER OF FLIGHT COME FROM AND WHY DIDN’T THEY USE IT BEFORE!? >_> Me thinks the recipe for this power is magically going to be forgotten again once we get into the show proper.

Also, I know there will be salt thrown by the handful at Adrien after this special BUT THE BOY DIDN’T WANT TO ABANDON PARIS! He was going to stay and give up his class trip, but Plagg was right, when does Gabriel ever give him the freedom to do something like this? As someone who never got to go on any out-of-state (let alone out-of-country) class trips, I know how hard FOMO hits. If I had the chance, I would have jumped at it, ESPECIALLY after Plagg came up with a solid plan. EVEN SO, HE WAS GOING TO STAY! PLAGG CONVINCED HIM! And Plagg meant well. He wanted his kid to have a taste of freedom. Just... JUST LEAVE THESE TWO PRECIOUS BEANS ALONE, SALTERS!

UPDATE: The salters did NOT leave Adrien alone for this -_-

-_- And of course Luka’s voice is ALSO off. Still, my boy RACING A FRIGGEN BUS so Marinette can make the trip to NYC! SUCH A FRIGGEN GOOD BOI AND HOW CAN FANS HATE HIM HE’S JUST AMAZING AND *chef kiss* My heart just BREAKS for him though, because he’s sending his would-be girlfriend off on a weeklong class trip with her “former” crush and he KNOWS she’s still in love, but he’s not asking her to stay or pushing her to give up on Adrien and omg this kid is too pure my poor son!

UPDATE: So, apparently the hate mostly comes from Luka being - excuse the pun but - “one note” where as Kagami is more fleshed out and well rounded? Really? We know just as much about her as we do Luka. Just because we’ve seen Kagami flawed and we haven’t particularly seen Luka stumble that makes her more well-rounded? What if we just haven’t seen what Luka’s bad at? It IS possible to write someone whose flaws don’t necessarily come up often without them being some 2D Mary Sue. Give the writers (and Luka) a chance....

Awww. Adrien feeling guilty about leaving Paris and Ladybug. :’( But look at how cheered up he was just by SEEING Marinette! LOOK AT HOW HE RACED TO HER TO SEE WHERE SHE WAS SITTING!

Aaaaand then she panics. -_- This could have been Startrain all over again, but NOOOOO she’s now so focused on “he’s just a friend and I have to get over him” that she just has 0 chill around him anymore. -_- Go back to admitting you have a crush and just stumbling over yourself around him, huh?

(The Adrienette is STRONG in this scene though and I’m eating it up)

LOOK AT HOW DISAPPOINTED ADRIEN LOOKS SINCE SHE RAN OFF FROM HIM! WHYYYYYYY? And he has to be stuck sitting between his bodyguard and Mendeleiev. Poor kid doesn’t even have a friend to chat with on the long flight. TT3TT 

(So kind of serves Marinette right that she ALSO feels guilty about leaving Paris and now she has Mr. Damocles falling asleep on her instead of Adrien!)

I do appreciate that Cristina seems to be remembering Marinette’s voice more-or-less finally. Yay.

EEEEEE The sunset on the plane scene!!!!! <3 He speaks so softly to her and <3 <3 <3 (Also... Bryce Papenbrook seemed to have lost his Adrien voice in this recording... -_- )

UUUgh... was that still Ben Diskin doing Nino’s voice during the whole Operation New York dialogue with Alya? That didn’t sound anything like Nino! *sigh* Again, the main problem I have with this is the actors didn’t seem to get back into character before recording. Such a shame.

UPDATE: It was in fact NOT Ben Diskin anymore. :’( The new voice actor did well enough, but it just wasn’t Nino. I’m sure it will feel more like him the more I hear it, but I already miss the Southern Cali 90s Surfer Dude accent, even if it made no sense for a Gen Z Parisian to have it in the first place.

Awww, Mr. Damocles changing into his Knight Owl costume. <3 And then had to change back out of it. XD

They... actually named a superhero Uncanny Valley......

Knight Owl and Sparrow, AKA Batman and Robin.

“That’s just Captain Redlight directing traffic.” XD I mean, yeah, we have a lot of superhero characters but I think this is a bit much.

Alya oh so discretely pointing to Marinette as Nino directs Adrien to look out the window to see how beautiful NYC is. XD

AAAAAAND sliding doors vs Adrienette part 1. LOL I love how Aeon instantly figured out that Adrienette belong together.

Ooooooo Sabrina is gonna get herself an American boyfriend (And look at how jealous Chloe gets XD)

Adrien’s Soft Smile as Marinette realizes she was resting her hand on his stomach as she was hiding from Ms. Mendeleiev. So cute!

“Is it a bird?” “A plane” “No, it’s Hotdog Dan!” Oh. Em. Gee. Seriously? Ketchup Boy and Mustard Justice? Why!? Who came up with these code names!? XDDD

HOW DID NINO AND ALYA JUST RIP A HOTDOG IN HALF!?

eeeeeeeeeeeee THE FLOATING SCENE!!!!

Also, helium-voiced Nino commenting about his chick having wings <3

“Do you know this song?” I KNEW INSTANTLY WHERE ALYA WAS GOING WITH THIS AND I’M 100% HERE FOR IT. I AM SCREAMING!

Adrien’s soft asking Marinette to dance with him? He was practically PLEADING for her to say yes! And then she just scurries away from him!? And he grabs her hand to stop her from floating away. And then they just... nuzzle into each other as they dance and... yup. I’m screaming. <3 <3 <3 <3 (Also, the dance was at a party Chloe threw to prove to Adrien that she can be nice; it wasn’t her birthday, but I guess canonically it now was????)

Superheroes in America don’t have to hide their identities... perhaps someone should look into the comic book run of Avengers Civil War and decide if that’s a good thing... >_>

“I don’t mind being stuck with a friend like you” My heart is just flatlining. Like. ADRIEN, JUST SAY YOU ARE IN LOVE WITH HER ALREADY, OKAY!?

Jess and Aeon’s plan is as convoluted as one of Marinette’s XD I just love these two and I hope we see more of them.

Ah, Alya and Nino are good at manipulating their friends. 

Paris is under attack! Oh no! 0_0 

Ah, bargain-bin Doctor Octopus

After fully watching the special I know the answer, but when first hearing Sparrow I wondered if maybe Jess was genderfluid. Kind of a reverse of the Sailor Stars.

The transformation for the American heroes is both awesome and ridiculous and I love them.

“Marinette’s in danger” Adrien then INSTANTLY becomes Chat Noir to save her! <3 <3 <3 <3 I FREAKED when I first watched this part because I was afraid he might have spotted (excuse the pun) Marinette transforming. I was also curious how they were going to explain why they were in NYC. “I’ll explain later” is a good excuse. They are preoccupied by the villain and that gives him time to come up with a lie. Smart?

Aaaaand Cristina Vee forgot her Ladybug voice again. I hope this isn’t a new thing; switching up her voice for Ladybug. I’m not much of a fan, especially since she hasn’t always done it. :/

It kills me that Sparrow constantly comments about not calling for backup and gets in trouble for not calling when Sparrow DID try and the communicator was destroyed.

*flinch* The Chat Noir Cataclysm scene. My heart. It hurts. Poor Adrien. </3 All the guilt he has to hold for the majority of the second half of this thing.

EDIT: Totally forgot about the “American superhero gets understandably emotional over a loved one and smashes the villain through about half-a-dozen buildings with complete disregard for the collateral damage” trope.

Dollar Store Batman couldn’t figure out the manhole cover wasn’t in place. Whoops.

The breakdown scene where Ladybug lets Chat Noir know about how her powers work and how she can’t repair Paris. And Adrien giving up his powers. </3 And even though she’s so upset, and she felt betrayed by Chat Noir, the fact that she INSTANTLY yelled when she heard him renouncing his Miraculous and relinquishing it to Ladybug! And her TEARS as she realizes she lost him and won’t be able to return his Miraculous to him since she can’t even ask Fu to return it anymore!? Aaaaaaaaa! My heart!

“Gilbert?” XD I’m sorry but just hearing the poor little Eagle calling out the name is just too adorable.

ADRIEN WANDERING ALONE IN THE RAIN!? MARINETTE LOOKING ONTO THE CAT MIRACULOUS ALSO IN THE RAIN!? MY HEART IS BREAAAAAAAKINGGGGGG

The press conference requesting the NYC residents to stay inside until further notice. >_> Yeah... that... that might not work out so well if real life is any indication.....

“I wouldn’t have minded being stuck here a little longer with a friend like you.” >______< OH MY GOD, ADRIEN! (Also, Bryce lost his Adrien voice again... *sigh*)

Oh, and Marinette trying to chase him down to finally confess!? TT3TT

Oh man. Releasing a superhero from her fear of her powers. That can’t be.... yup. There goes like a dozen buildings in Manhattan.... -_-

Of course the POTUS is a superhero as well.... with access to weapons. Greaaaat. This isn’t a terrifying thought right about now.

I adore Sparrow. I ADORE SPARROW. I ABSOLUTELY FRIGGEN ADORE SPARROW!

About a million missile launchers hidden throughout the streets of NYC... >_< This isn’t hitting close to home or anything.

Eeeeeee. Marinette isn’t just unsure she can be Ladybug without A Chat Noir. She needs HER Chat Noir. She needs ADRIEN specifically. (Also, there goes Bryce once more forgetting his Adrien voice. Maybe he forgot what Adrien sounds like when he’s sad???)

UPDATE: Can we just talk for a minute the significance that Uncanny Valley - the superhero (accidentally) KILLED by Chat Noir (even if she was revived shortly after) - is the one happily returning Adrien’s superhero powers to him? How she has NO malice towards whatsoever towards Chat Noir? How SHE is the one to tell him that “to err is human”!? Beautiful! Love it! 

Nice. I liked that Uncanny can’t see the kwamis. Nice continuity.

THE LADYNOIR GLOMP! She was so afraid to never see him again. I LOVE how much this solidifies how important he is to HER, if not the team itself. 

The Americans being coerced by a foreign power to start a world war. -_- This truly is hitting too close to home right now....

Uh...How did Ladybug come up with the plan to trick Doorman to go to the Statue of Liberty? Both her and Adrien were already out of the room when he talked about the mystery of Eiffel’s safe inside the statue, and Marinette didn’t have any time to talk to Alya, so the two of them couldn’t have discussed how Doorman resisted figuring out this mystery because you don’t use your superhero powers for personal gain. Did she just luck into there being a mystery there that Doorman wanted to solve? Slight continuity issue there with the writing.... Whoops.

Awww, poor Doorman. He just wants to know the answer to the mystery!

Eagle’s transformation is so awesome! I love it. I love her. I want more of these American superheroes and wielders.

I love that Knight Owl and Sparrow are hand-me-down superhero titles! 

Oh my god, Hawk Moth slowly walking backwards dramatically from the window. XD WHY IS THIS MAN SO EXTRA AS WELL!? At least we know where Adrien gets it from. :P

I FORGOT ABOUT THE GORILLA! OMG! THAT IS AN AMAZING CALL BACK TO HIM! XDDD

So the American Miracle Box looks like it’s filled with Native American styled jewelry. So... are they based off the spirit totems!? I NEED TO KNOW MOOOOOOOORE!

UPDATE: Upon really paying attention to the opening credits, yes, the American Miraculous do indeed seem to be based off spirit totems.

I’m sure there’s more that I reacted to in real-time, but, as I mentioned at the top, I wasn’t writing fast enough to keep up with the pace of the show itself, so this is also largely by memory. :P Oh well. Always wanted to do a sort of reaction post about this series. One thing off the fandom bucket list, I guess.

[multimetaverse]

Andi Mack 3x16 Review

One Girl’s Trash really showcased why Andi Mack is such an important show though I wish they would have spent more time on the stereotypes plot. Let’s dig in!

Positives: 

When Andi Mack is at its best there’s really nothing like it anywhere on TV and it’s going to leave such a void when it ends and I hope something fills that void sooner rather than later. 

A really strong A plot by Elena Song, it makes such a difference that the diversity we see on the show is mirrored in the writers room. I was so happy that they actually had Andi used the word Asian when talking about the stereotypes she was facing; it was a big improvement from the more coded way they had to talk about the racism Buffy faced back in S1 in regards to her hair. Words truly do matter and being able to openly and accurately describe these kind of things is so important.

Lilan and Peyton posted on how much this ep means to them and I hope we’ll be seeing more plots like this on kids TV. 

Honestly my only real complaint about the A plot is that it felt too short and I wish Celia had been in this ep and that Bex could have been brought in to, seeing three generations of Asian woman supporting each other would have been great. 

I also liked that Andi said that Mrs. Frankel turning the stereotyping into a teachable moment wasn’t fun which of course would be true in reality. I also appreciate that the show continues to put black women in positions of authority.

It was great to see Andi so into art again and it makes for a good way to bring her story to a climax.

Andi’s art project looked like something a 14 year old might come up with and I liked that she was inspired but didn’t immediately know what she was going to do for her project. 

Hangry and resting happy face were very funny jokes. 

A rare Andi and Cyrus scene. Liked the callback to the rainbow wig and the protest and the experiment; definitely a show reaching to its past as it prepares for the end.  And we get two callbacks to the party tonight to set up the finale. It did feel a bit tacked on but that’s likely because the writers wanted to get in some solo time for this duo before they run out of time. 

Stellar acting from Trent and Lilan this ep. Bowie talking about wanting to one day see Andi get married in Bex’s dress and how it wouldn’t happen now was so sad. That was some good Bexie angst. and it actually felt earned.  I’m glad it’s all out in the open now. Bex’s biggest flaw is that she runs from her problems and she was being willfully blind to the fact that obviously Bowie wanted to get married. Now she has to face reality and make her choice. 

Jonah was hilarious tonight. Asher was killing it with the comedy. His groan when he said he’d have to breakup with Amber again? Emmy worthy. There’s really not much to Jonah other than Frisbee and dimples and I like when they just use him as comic relief; it usually lands better than when they shove Cyrus in that role. 

Jonah is definitely true to life for the average 14 year old boy but in fairness at least he recognized that he didn’t reciprocate Amber’s feelings and that he had to eventually be honest with her. 

Nice little callback to 3x07 with Jonah wearing the same blue sweater he wore when he was with Libby at the school. And a nice realistic touch since he would be re wearing clothes. 

It was good of him to actually take her on a real date and I liked the detail of him winning tickets on the radio. 

Andi really is being a good friend to both Amber and Jonah and is giving good advice, though how long that lasts remains to be seen. 

Amber was the most likeable she’s ever been. Really strong performance from Emily tonight. Disney PR posted that she actually was driving the go kart which is cool. Must have been really fun to shoot. 

I liked that we opened on community service, too often this show just ignores the events of the previous ep. 20 hours of service for trespassing and theft versus 100 hours for playing with a gun is interesting

More set up for Buffy’s injury. 

Negatives: 

Jamber is a huge mess and really not a wise use of precious screen time. Amber is clearly looking for the affection she’s not getting at home and Jonah is probably the worst possible character on the show to seek that from. I really don’t know what exactly Amber’s version of a happy ending will be; there’s really nothing the show can do to solve her parents problems or her financial problems. 

Amber has always been an oddly written character. She’s never gotten the full redemption arc TJ had and the writers never seemed to truly settle on an arc for her. I get why she was in so many eps this season: unlike Garren they had Emily available from the start and didn’t have to work around her schedule and unlike Luke she’s not playing a gay character who’s story needs to be delayed until the very end but I really don’t think we needed Amber in 11 of the original 21 eps this season.

Jonah is another character who has been woefully under developed. I don’t think the writers ever decided what exactly was the deal with his not liking labels or commitments yet also being a chronic relationship hopper. He’s right that what he and Amber have can just be fun instead of love but then why is he dating her? Just stay friends! Part of the problem is that Jonah is first and foremost a love interest and they don’t tend to get much development but because Cyrus’ story has so many constraints the writers were forced to focus more on Jonah than they would have if Cyrus had been straight without really having much in the way planned for him. 

Cyrus’ shirt at school was ugly. A really bad misfire by the wardrobe department. 

Looking Ahead:

So the original casting notice released by our friends at Yun Casting was correct and Rachel is still Marty’s current girlfriend and the official Disney synopsis describing her as Marty’s ex is incorrect. I don’t think it’s ever happened before where the synopsis got a detail like that wrong. Obviously they break up at the bowling alley so maybe that’s why Disney wrote it that way? The casting notice describes Rachel as a co-star so she won’t get much screen time. 

It’s going to be very messy making Buffy a homewrecker. Her saying ‘’oh you’re real’’ to Rachel is quite a power move but then again Driscoll doesn’t draw.  Likely we see her twirling her hair at Marty since Cyrus is there and is the only one who knows about that tell. 

Good on Rachel for seeing what’s right in front of her. She was obviously just a rebound for Marty and he’s clearly been spending a lot of time with Buffy once she reached out to him. Not a good look to have him be emotionally cheating on Rachel for the last several weeks but I’m sure that will be swept under the rug in order to get that Muffy endgame. 

Buffy seems to be hobbling a bit so clearly her foot is getting worse. Does it get injured at the bowling alley or later on since she seems to be injured before the game itself in 3x18. 

Still no hint when the new Muffy pro player plot happens. It was meant to replace their scenes at the original wedding and it really does seem like the original wedding happened pretty quickly after 3x17 so I don’t know if they can delay those Muffy scenes all that long. 

It does look like the timeline is fairly smooth, it’s only been a few weeks since costume day and the rest of the series probably only spans another few weeks or a month in universe. 

Andi goes to SAVA. Does she stay there or transfer to a school elsewhere? Is it her moving in the finale or is Jonah moving far away? 

3x17 had Ham so we’re going to see some sort of cuts or re-shoots. The texts released before this ep had a convo between Bex and Bowie and Andi about a movie night do-over that was pretty clear foreshadowing for an ‘’I Do-over’’ convo in 3x17 even if that’s now cut. Bex talked about having a movie night do-over and Bowie questioned if it was a do-over if it never happened in the first place and Bex replied that she would give Bowie the movie night her deserved. Swap in wedding for movie night and you have a rough outline of the kind of convo we likely would have seen in 3x17 before the re-shoots. 

Ham obviously had an important role to play in getting the wedding back on track but what exactly we don’t know. And how Bex goes from not wanting to get married to agreeing to get married and agreeing to Celia’s lavish wedding plan in otl is an open question. The show has always struggled with pacing and they really should have had Bex call of the wedding earlier in the season rather than rushing it like this. It will be interesting if nothing else to see what kind of Mack family scenes we’re getting next week; there’s a range of possibilities from most of them being cut to a brief Mack family only wedding happening.

Therapist Cyrus is usually pretty boring and I wonder if his advice actually helps. His meddling often backfires like when he accidentally convinced Jonah to get back together with Amber in S1. 

I really don’t know if they can keep Andi completely romance free for the rest of the season. I did wonder if her asking Jonah to share a milkshake was going to lead to something.  She’s been very supportive of both Amber and Jonah but it seems like the kind of situation where the writers would make things messier for the drama, even if they didn’t fully think it through. 

This could very well be the last time we ever see the GHC inside Andi Shack. And come to think of it we’ve never seen Jonah inside of it and maybe we never will.

These last 4 eps are going to be wild. Until next week folks.

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“Music...how are we supposed to do music? Anyone here able to carry a tune?” Sasuke whispers harshly as they all peer through the door on the third floor.

“Well unlike some of you, I came prepared! Jiraiya gave us a hint, and I made note of it!” Reaching into her robes, Sakura takes out a wooden flute. “It’s not much, but...I think I can get it to work. Just be very quiet, and let me do this!”

“Oh...l-look…!” Pointing, Hinata draws the quartet’s attention to something shining near the back of the room. “It’s a harp…!”

“Well that settles it - someone’s here before us!” Naruto declares. “And I’m telling you, it has to be Orochimaru…!”

“Sitting here arguing about it won’t get us in there any faster! I’ll start to play, and then you three move quietly and find the way through! Got it?”

The other three nod, and Sakura takes half a step into the room. Immediately, a great growling can be heard...but quiets as the Ravenclaw begins to play her flute. It’s...not the best, and a little off-key, but the beast beyond the door soon quiets...and then they hear snoring?

Stepping in further, she looks back and gives a guiding nod of her head, never stopping her music. Behind her, Hinata, Sasuke, and Naruto take careful steps past her, hearts pounding at the sight of the giant, three-headed dog only feet away.

Gesturing, Sasuke points to a trap door. Together, he and Naruto manage to lift it, flinching at the loud creak it gives.

But Sakura doesn’t waver, and the dog sleeps on.

“Lumos…!” Hinata whispers, holding her wand aloft.

“...see anything?”

“Um...it looks like there’s something to land on…? There’s no ladder or a-anything…”

“...I’ll go first.” Clenching his wand between his teeth, Sasuke builds his nerve for a moment before leaping, landing with a slight bounce atop...a plant? “Come on, it’s a soft landing!”

Naruto follows, Hinata not far behind. The flute music then stops, and it’s not long before Sakura gives a screech, tumbling through the trap door as the guard dog snaps teeth just above the hole.

“Well that was close…�� Naruto mumbles. “C’mon, let’s -”

“AH!”

All jolting, they turn to see Sasuke entangled in vines! And around them, even more begin to wake, whipping and curling around them.

Panic.

The more they struggle, the tighter the plant grips them...until Hinata brightens. “W-wait! Everyone, stop moving! This is Devil’s Snare - struggling will only make it worse!”

“Then how do we get out?!” Naruto demands, a leafy tendril poised around his throat.

“It’s repelled by light and heat...I’ve got it!” Managing to take out her wand, Hinata murmurs a spell, and bright blue flames erupt from her wand. Immediately, the plant begins to retract, loosening its hold until the four of them manage to get free.

They all look at the flora in shock, Naruto turning to her. “...that was brilliant,” he manages to say, still catching his breath. “You’re brilliant!”

“I...I just know my p-plants…” the Hufflepuff replies shyly, head ducking at the praise.

“Well, we still don’t know what’s ahead...but there’s likely a lot more where that came from,” Sasuke cautions, wand back in hand. “We can’t let down our guards.”

The rest follow him, the corridor sloping downward. As their footsteps echo, the subtle sound of dripping water can be heard. But as they enter a new chamber, the atmosphere changes completely.

A bright room, tall of ceiling and filled with the sounds of bird wings, is filled to the brim with what indeed look like birds. The four cross to the door, finding it locked. Sakura’s attempt with Alohomora does little, the portal still locked tight.

“...wait a minute…”

Turning to the Slytherin, they find Sasuke squinting at the flapping wings above them. “What?”

“...look. Those aren’t birds...they’re keys…!” Looking to one side, Sasuke spies several brooms, one left askew as though used. “...one of them must fit the door.”

“But which one?” Naruto moans. “I mean...there’s gotta be a hundred or more - we don’t have the time!”

“Maybe it matches the door?” Sakura reasons, putting her intellect to use. “It would probably be rather large, silver...maybe old-fashioned?”

“I’ll go after it.”

“Hey, me too!” Naruto insists as Sasuke mounts a broom. “I can fly!”

“Just stay out of my way,” the Uchiha mutters in retort, kicking off and beginning to chase.

The keys, however...aren’t eager to be caught. Like a flock of starlings, they quickly form into a shifting, writhing cloud, dodging their pursuer.

As Naruto joins the fray, it only gets all the more chaotic, the keys splitting and swirling.

Sasuke, ever eagle-eyed, eventually brightens. “I see it!”

“What -?”

Wasting no time, he streaks off toward a key with a jerky motion, one wing clearly injured as it struggles to stay airborne. It must have been caught and used before…! Pulling out every stop he’s got, Sasuke dodges attacking keys and manages to snatch the one he wants.

“That’s it! That’s the key!” Hinata cries. “H-hurry!”

The boys struggle to land, Sasuke fumbling with the door before they all collapse through it. Behind them, the flock of keys suddenly lose interest, fluttering back into the chamber as the door closes with a snap.

Practically piled, the group of first years managed to disentangle, catching their breath. “...there better not be much left to this,” Naruto mumbles.

“If this philosopher’s stone is so important…I’m sure there are,” Sasuke mutters in reply. “Come on.”

A short passage leads to a large, dark room. The quartet hesitate, taking slow steps before torches blaze to life to reveal…

“...wait a minute,” Naruto muses, taking another step. “...this is a chess board…”

“What?”

“Look!”

Across from them are indeed the two standard rows of pieces atop a checkered floor: taller than themselves and carved of stone. As they make to walk across, the pawns draw their swords, blocking the path.

“...we’ve got to play chess…!” Brightening, Naruto turns around and finds the other set of pieces behind them. “...and I think we have to be the pieces…”

“You’re...you’re good at chess?” Sakura asks.

“Shikamaru’s been teaching me! I’m not...too bad at it.”

“Well...has anyone else played?”

The others all shake their heads.

“...guess we’ve got no choice,” Sasuke offers. “Come on - let’s all take pieces. Naruto, what should we be?”

“Uh...Sasuke, you take a rook. Hinata, a bishop. Sakura, you be queen, and...I’ll take a knight.”

They all take their places, the replaced pieces sinking into the floor and out of sight.

“All right...white goes first.”

Standing on their squares, they all wait nervously as the game begins. Looking over the field, Naruto’s brow furrows, thinking over his moves carefully before directing his pieces. Each side begins to feel losses...and then…

“...oh no…”

Sasuke glances back. “What? What’s wrong?”

“...okay, listen up guys. I’m going to move my piece...and I’m going to get taken down.”

“What?!” Hinata flinches.

“I have to. After that, Sakura, I need you to move to E7. That will win us the match!”

“But…?” The rosette looks to the broken pieces lose beforehand. “Naruto...you’ll…?”

“I’ll be fine! You need to get on to the next room.” Looking determined, the Gryffindor walks his path, standing directly in the sights of the enemy queen.

After a pause...she skims across the board, and Naruto cries out as he’s struck from his square.

“Naruto!”

“Don’t move!” Sasuke bellows, holding out an arm as the girls both flinch. “We have to finish this! Sakura...you heard him: make your move.”

Jaw trembling, she gives a shaking nod, walking to her designated square. “C...checkmate.”

For a long moment...nothing happens. But then, with a mighty clatter...the king’s sword falls in a signal of defeat.

At once, the remaining trio break and run to Naruto. He’s out cold.

Sakura, clearly fighting tears, murmurs, “...you two keep going.”

“But -?”

“I know some medical incantations. I’ll see if I can get him patched up. But you have to keep going...you have to protect the stone!”

Glancing to each other, Sasuke and Hinata both nod. “...we’ll come back for you,” Hinata murmurs, slowly following as Sasuke makes his way toward the next door. “Do you...think he’ll be okay?”

“He’s tougher than he looks...come on. It’s up to us, now.” Giving Hinata a glance, Sasuke studies her face for a long moment. “...whatever comes up next, don’t do anything brash, okay?”

“B...but -?”

“I’ll handle it. You’re smarter than I am...if we have any more puzzles - and I’m sure we will - we’ll need your insight. I’ll keep you safe. Okay?”

Hinata seems to hesitate at the praise. “O...okay.”

“...all right...let’s go.”

                                                             .oOo.

     Some Harry Potter verse! In this case, a rather direct crossover of the near-ending of the first book! It's been quite a while since I've read it (and sadly my copies are packed away OTL), so I had to cheat and use the wiki a little to remember some finer details, but I think I recalled most of it all right! (And the books are, in my not so biased opinion, far better...so I wanted to reflect those rather than the changes made in the movie!)      Rather than the all-Gryffindor trio, THIS setup sees us with a first year from each house: Hufflepuff Hinata, Slytherin Sasuke, Ravenclaw Sakura, and Gryffindor Naruto! A much more interesting arrangement, imo x3 Sadly I don't have time to do the ENTIRE scene, but we got the prompt line mentioned, and that's the main point - y'all can surely imagine how it goes from there!      Buuut anyway, it's very late and I gotta run! Thanks so much for reading~

[kaisooficrec]

aaaaaaaaah!!!!!!!! helloooo mods!!!!!!!!! SO! instead of a specific AU, I thought about an author shoutout! what are each mod's fave kaisoo authors? and maybe you could give us one of their underrated stories and/or your favorite that they wrote! Ps: you are all amazing and beautiful and I love you!

HELLOOOO~ this is a great idea annonie uwu. Here are our fav authors (both ever and at the moment) with our fav + underrated fics that we love from them.

I’m excited because this is my first time talking about my fav authors so here it goes~

timefortea

My favorites: Something I Gotta Say (Tom and Jerry) (enemies to lovers au clair de lune (wolf au, royalty au + topsoo, iconic) and Anti-Climax (just read it it’s real hot)

Underrated: What’s Good, Princess? (hs au, crack, please im still laughing), Who You Gonna Call? (ghost busters au, TRULY UNDERRATED GO READ IT)

w_anderingheart

My favorites: Amid Shadows (hitmen + mafia au, one of the first fics i read and still so good), there are no wrong mistakes (college au, puppy love nini and nerdy soo, so cute and amazing)

sooblushes

My favorites: run batted in (college + sports au, baldsoo will forever be legendary), deep tissue (i am drooling jongin is soo’s new massage therapist :-))

Underrated: pause, rewind (this baeksoo but its soooo good and sexy)

jongnugget

My favorites: Love Me Right (hs + sports au, if you haven’t read this yet… where have you been?), Kiss and Cry (figure skater au, one of the most beautiful fics i’ve ever read), and of course The Devil Wears Gucci (fashion au, the devil wears prada inspired and a masterpiece)

Underrated: Break a Leg (college au + drama club au, this is SO good i love it so much), Carpe Diem (salem witch trials inspired, so unique and so good Bite Me (vampire au, we are so blessed this exists)

verseau

My favorites: lately all i want is you on top of me (college au, ~discovering their sexuality~, this is already one of my fav fics ever), spreading inside of me (college professors au but like, really sexy and beautifully written)

Underrated: by my side (love this, see admin w’s commentary. go read it

at1stsoo

My favorites: Campaigning for Your Heart (college au + enemies to lovers, politics, but like it’s too good i’m in love ALSO THE SEQUEL), A Slice of Summer Love (college au, pizza delivery guy au, so cute and the pining i love love love), Lawyer Up (My Ass) (you were all expecting this one and here it is bc im still shook and amazed by this lawyer au), What the Nightingale Spies (spy au, legendary)

Underrated: Push the Pedal Down (hs au where bffs kaisoo escape the school to go on a small road trip Birthday Roulette (this so cute and funny i love it, go read it)

indigomini

My favorites: Pay Me Some Mind (pretty sure this is the first fic i read from her and i’m still in love! college au, fwb to lovers Dark Shadows (Are Woken Inside of Me) (oof wolf au and jong discovers he’s an alpha and soo is in heat and jong is obsessed), Puppy Love (bartender nini is hot asf and soo thinks so too) and finally! Yes, Alpha (wolf au again with soo being nini’s personal in-house chef, fucking love this fic i can’t get enough even after every update)

Underrated: Romantic In Theory (im crying i love this so much jongin is so cheesy and its like crack but the smut is good and they’re just goals)

I have to add parkourdeer because he was one of the first authors I loved and I still love his fics very much.

- Admin Macaroon

t_dragon - is on a roll, so many kaisoo fics and still counting!

SM Origins: Kai - x-men au. it’s slightly more jongin-centric but i personally love the bestfriends-to-love dynamic he has with kyungsoo here :’)

Perfection - hurt comfort but also fluff, jongin is training so hard to become the best dancer but he only hurts himself in the process and kyungsoo is having none of it

coppertears - one of the classic authors (been around since 2012/13 yet!!) and all their kd fics are perfect, I defo recommend reading them all! 

landfall - stripper!kai + office worker!soo fall in love with each other (the push and pull rls ufgh)  

maybe in hell, there is a heaven - umm this is not for the faint-hearted :’) it’s a war au with some graphic scenes, jongin is a prisoner, kyungsoo is one of the commanders, but he always is there to protect jongin much to jongin’s surprise

mercuryretrograte/brujadelmar - amazing amazing amazing, i hope they’ll write more

fav: begging you to keep on haunting me - hybrid au, bodyguard au. jongin is a famous dancer but he’s also a swan hybrid and one evening, he receives a death threat. feared for his life, he hires the best bodyguards also hybrids to protect him day in day out

underrated: Ursae Minoris - game of thrones inspo. i dont watch GoT but i’m sure this fics is only loosely inspired by it. and it’s bomb! jongin got married into a new family and he learns about their different culture (ongoing)

xingnini- angst is good but comedy is the real mvp!

underrated: Itaidōshin (Army of Two) - zombie au + comedy au aka when they try to escape the zombies and fight as one but they AREN’T IN SYNC AT ALL also farmboy!jongin bless and chanhun are so fUNNY

Jjeut Jjeut (Tsk, Tsk) - college/enemies to lovers nerd/straight A’s jongin pisses kyungsoo with his unnecessary questions in class so much he wants to fight him but jongin just made him accidentally agree to go on a date instead HAHA freshman jongin is sooo qt

tinylittlepaws - cute, will they write more? ;_;

Say Hi! - omegle!au and the whole shebang :D in which Jongin is bored and alone on a sunday night and decides to try something new with a Random Stranger on the internet.

Tonight is The Night - het is not many ppl’s fav, but this one is really nice OTL girl!nini is feeling brave one night with soo and makes him go down on her :))

ladyLiliah - they only have a few kaisoo fics but they slap!

Dunes - non au, smut, exo visits dubai again but this time with kyungsoo and jongin is ecstatic c:

Afloat - slice of life non au, smut, both train together and de-stress together yup

kaichocosoo - sooo many great kd fics idek what to rec first tbh! their spn au is gold!

Golden - vampire/werewolf au, kyungsoo is a vampire who has dated many times before but now baek convinces him to go this one with someone he thinks could be ‘the one’ for kyungsoo c: 

Hunt Me Not - jongin is determined to be a good vampire hunter but he’s very much into his mentor hunter prodigy kyungsoo (shy!jongin  hehe)

AbsoluteZXING - has a number of kaisoo fics and theyre qt :’)

Afterlight - first fic i read, this is celebrity au/ bestfriends au…the ending just reminded me of Trees of Heaven drama, i love this :(

No Promises - jongin is not happy he had to leave kyungsoo (he is now an angel), but fate has a different plan for them

potslooshi - a few but very nice kd fics uwu

Chances: The blind side - blind!soo is recovering from an accident and kai, who is junmyeon’s brother and soo’s doctor promises jun to pretend to be soo’s husband to help him heal 

Videre - non au smut with some cute moments of them travelling overseas (hj, dirty talk)

lovelyairi - from fluff to angst to smut this author can do it all c:

Make Me Love You - jongin seeks pleasure in a club but he gets more than expected - a pureblood vampire royalty ;) kyungsoo’s shaved head + purple eyes is a wonderful concept

Gentleman - kyungsoo goes to watch Hyung (yeees the movie he’s starring in) in theatres but there’s a person who’s sobbing loudly next to him which is quite annoying! 

Minty_Pixie - the queen of Garnet Hearts! but also of many other incredible fics *u*

Read Me Right - superpowers/abilities, kyungsoo can read people’s minds by a simple touch and he respects jongin’s boundaries (until one day he touches him in an attempt to wake him up from a nightmare)

Through Fire and Ashes - 84k zombie/post-apocalypse au oh em gee!!!! if you are into zombie au and survival theme w lots of heartbreak and action and kd being in love so much they withstand literally everything, what are u waiting for!

life_not_knife - people stop sleeping on this author!!

Hybrid Hyperbole - wolf au, the history of wolves has been always been full of violence, and mistreatment. it is a challenge for both to defy even if it means they’ll have to deal with repercussions

So Damn Hot! - d/s elements, sub!ks and dom!jongin well done uwu

kxdlola120 - nearly 40 kaisoo fics of various genres and aus? thank you for your service :’)

Crimson pink - vampire au, jongin sacrificed by his town to save them from extinction but the vampire he was sold to has seet his eyes on him long before. ongoing!!

Blue - hello angst :’(( jongin is always by kyungsoo’s side and would follow him everywhere, but he doesn’t get to follow him home… (w for terminal illness)

I’ve listed my favourites several times before and that pretty much still stands, these authors are my faves but also who I feel aren’t talked about much! I’ll make sure to rec more authors when I rmb ^^ - Admin J

strange-seas

Faves: The Loneliest Place to Be, Through the Midnight Streets, A Heart at Peace

Underrated: Somewhere Only We Know (it’s SeKai but it’s underrated AND IT’S FRIGGIN BEAUTIFUL)

unfinishedpages

Faves: Do Overs and Second Chances, Something Lost, Something Borrowed.

Underrated: Tahanan, (Watch me make them bow) One by, one by one

jongnugget

Faves: Kiss From a Rose, The Devil Wears Gucci

Underrated: Peace of Mind

verseau

Fave: spreading inside of me

Underrated: by my side (THIS IS ACTUALLY REALLY NICE & A SOFTER, MORE ANGSTY TAKE ON THE USUAL MAFIA AU OK MORE PPL SHLD READ THIS)

Have to put these in cuz they’ll always be my faves: changdictator, uponinfinity, rainbowtoxicity, w_anderingheart, curryramyeon, and of course arosoo

- Admin W

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Chapter 7

Ahhh next chapter is...going to brutalize my soul...

1. At first glance, this does seem really stupid, but it fits--especially with Bum’s mentality

Bum is about to do something super scary. He is going to try and run away from a serial killer with two broken legs. Like. That is fucking terrifying. Trying to do something to calm himself down before he leaves makes sense, even if it’s something as unimportant as trying to change clothes. 

And it will also make him stand out less, which will cause less people to stare at him and question him, which would make him even more nervous. After the ordeal he went through, the last thing he wants to deal with is the judgmental stares of strangers. 

This is also a way for him to keep Sangwoo’s secret safe. It doesn’t even seem to occur to him to rat out Sangwoo, which...that can say multiple things about him. He obviously still holds affection for Sangwoo (or, well, not Sangwoo but the sweet treatment he can sometimes get from Sangwoo), so he doesn’t want to see Sangwoo in jail. 

He also probably doesn’t really...care about the murders Sangwoo committed. He feels morally repulsed about it, which is why he can’t do it himself even under dire circumstances that would warrant these measures, but on a personal level, that part doesn’t bother him so much as the fact that it’s Sangwoo doing the killing. I honestly believe that if Sangwoo treated Bum lovingly and was exclusive with him, Bum would’ve accepted Sangwoo’s serial killer tendencies and made sure there was no way Sangwoo could get caught.

2. Yes, why don’t we fkkn pull out the dead bodies, my clothes might be in there somewhere

What the fuck Bum, oh my god. OTL  

Or maybe Bum subconsciously knows his mind is playing tricks on him and that it’s fake. Or maybe he really does think it could be real, but he doesn’t want it to be, so he opens up to make sure. 

But what weirds me out the most is the fact that Bum doesn’t actually...respond when he seemingly pulls out an arm and dismembered limbs fall out. No desire to vomit. No horror. Only, he’s more confused and grossed out, but he seems more...detached from the situation than anything else.  Which is even weirder when I consider how Bum is very vividly/visually piecing together how these clothes once belonged to women who were alive.

3. Honestly, I really want to know more about Sangwoo as a serial killer

Heeyyyy CEO girl’s undies are there too.

Here, we have clothes from what I can assume are the clothes of all the women Sangwoo murdered. But the moment Bum enters the picture, we don’t see anything explicit like Sangwoo bringing home women to kill them. So it makes these clothes have this air of...mystery. Like. If these are from old kills, we can assume that Sangwoo already put them through the laundry, so why are they in the laundry again? And if they are new kills, then why the heck isn’t there any explicit mentions of them, cuz Koogi isn’t the type to shy away from that?

If the former, I can assume that, maybe, Sangwoo is planning to dress Bum up in these clothes then try and fuck him in it. This might be the ‘reward’ he was thinking up had Bum not crossed the line. Actually...oh my god, this might be a mix of girls he has killed in the past + his mom’s clothes...Sangwoo...

ANYWAYS, in the latter...so, this is more or less through Bum’s eyes, so the lack of portrayal for Sangwoo’s kills could reflect Bum’s denial. He doesn’t want to see it happening, doesn’t want to connect the killing with Sangwoo--especially since it drives home just how close he is to getting killed by Sangwoo--so we don’t get to see that in his narrative. 

4. God, this man does not have a good life doesn’t he

Bum is obviously conflicted. No matter what he chooses, it’s hell for him either way. The choices here is either the devil he has known for years--one he knows that he can survive--or an entirely unknown devil that can give him what he wants, but most likely before that devil kills him.

[As an aside, honestly, I’d probably stay with Sangwoo if those were my only two choices...Sangwoo seems like he can be manipulated if you can play his game right and there could even be some merit to keeping him together. But with Bum’s uncle, we’d both be in a losing game because he’s useless. However, I won’t deny that uncle here is the safest choice, even if I don’t get anything out of it in the end]

5. Goddamn Koogi, fkkn applaud you

Seriously, the way Koogi portrays Bum’s thought processes are amazing. 

So, Bum obviously has some...sort of psychotic disorder because these visual and auditory hallucinations are another level. The thing is, Bum also seems to know very well that they aren’t real. With psychosis, the person usually can’t discern it from reality. In a way, it becomes their reality. Sangwoo seems to match this definition more actually, but I can’t say for sure because we haven’t gotten the in-depth look into his hallucinations like Bum here.

Anyways, going on, rather than a psychotic break from reality, it’s more like this is Bum’s way of parsing out his thoughts because, for whatever reason, he’s unable to think them through internally. Which fits with how indecisive he can be and how his actions can change on a dime. 

Bum is a more...instinctual person. Like how Sangwoo seems to react in real time to his surroundings and situations, Bum reacts based on learned habits, like a broken record on repeat. It makes it difficult for him to adapt to situations unless he has, in some way, experienced it before. Both of them respond instinctually, but for Sangwoo, it’s with calculated anger, him trying to come up on top and make it so that he can never feel powerless.

But for Bum, he responds sexually. I don’t know if his uncle has always been sexually abusing him because if not, then I’m not sure where Bum’s hypersexuality comes from--unless it came due to not having any sexual experience until his uncle raped him later in life. 

Either way, since Bum believes he has literally nothing to offer but his body--and it can also give him pleasure in the meanwhile, which is probably the only times he gets a dopamine release--that is Bum’s primary response.

6. Oooffff Bum’s thoughts in literally plain view

Bum is still holding onto his image of Sangwoo, as well as the sweet moments he had with him. Because that is obviously what Bum wants, more than anything. But the thing is, Bum knows that Sangwoo doesn’t actually love him. Sangwoo will end up killing him if he crosses the line--not just the metaphorical one Sangwoo ‘carved’ on the wooden floor. But every single line that Sangwoo draws up in the future as well. 

With his uncle, if he crosses the line, then what he gets is a beating, but for the most part, he’s ignored. He’s able to go outside. If he keeps to himself, his uncle won’t care about him outside of whatever physical ‘sessions’. But with Sangwoo, if he crosses the line, then he’s useless. Killing him will be give Sangwoo more entertainment than keeping him alive. And there are so many lines Bum can’t cross, to a point where he won’t be able to live a life. With his uncle, it’s just about surviving certain moments. With Sangwoo, it’s about surviving second by second. Especially since he knows Sangwoo is a serial killer, so I think subconsciously, Bum knows Sangwoo can’t keep him alive if he doesn’t follow the rules.

7. Oh, wow, scratch my earlier comment, so Bum actually did have a psychotic break lol

...Though, it’s still like Bum knows that something is off about what he’s seeing. 

He’s never had qualms about screaming for his life. We yell at Sangwoo not to break his leg, he whines about his broken leg, he complains to Sangwoo when being washed in the tub, and in the next chapter, he even calls Sangwoo a motherfucker. 

So...why is it that, when he’s about to be killed, he doesn’t yell out to Sangwoo or beg to him?  

Yes, he’s visually hallucinating (or whatever term is suppose to apply here arjgoerjgoe) time being faster than it actually is, but it’s still as if a part of him knows that it isn’t Sangwoo in front of him. It’s like he’s lost in his visualizations of a story where Sangwoo does kill him, like the visceral reaction a watcher has to a horror movie they get too into.

8. Wow, this really shows a more...attached reaction to leaving Sangwoo

Quietly bidding adieu to Sangwoo’s presence gives this feeling that Bum doesn’t actually want to leave. But he also wants to survive. It’s similar to how suicidal people don’t want die, they just want to escape the pain. 

9. How people reacted once the shutdown ended lololol

Oh god imagine if KS happened during the pandemic O_O

ANYWAYS. The fact that Bum doesn’t fkkn check to see if Sangwoo is there. The fact that he doesn’t keep a hand on the door handle so that he could close the door. The fact that he doesn’t do it slowly and quietly. 

No seriously, so many times and this one is probably the worst. Bum continuously does things that make it seem like he wants to get caught. It’s like he doesn’t fully commit to his plan. 

It’s more like...instead of wanting to escape, he just wants to see the outside world. He wants to go outside again. He doesn’t want to get beaten and have his life threatened an inch of his life. But, again, he doesn’t want to actually leave. 

So when he sees Sangwoo sitting there, he doesn’t...do anything. It’s like his instinct is to stay where Sangwoo is. Even in the face of being outside, the first thing he does is appeal to Sangwoo, THEN to crawl away begging for help when he realizes that this will be his last time being able to go outside. 

But again, first instinct was to beg for Sangwoo’s forgiveness. In that triad of instincts, Bum’s is sexual first, social second, with fkkn self-preservation as his blind oh my god. 

10. Uh wait

Is Sangwoo even singing?  Or is he just listening to music right now??  I’d say more on this, but there’ll be a LOT to unpack in the next chapter, so I’ll just end it here.

[whatiwouldnotgive]

Dear holocryptic-heart, I’m your secret santa for the @aphsecretsanta gift exchange.  I’m sorry this is so late, but I wrote it with lots of love, and I hope you enjoy it.  I hope you had a wonderful Christmas, and I would love to get to know you.  Feel free to message me whenever you’d like. <3  (I’m sorry tumblr wouldn’t let me tag you for some reason OTL) Title:  It’s A Long Road to Love Baby (Glad You Came Along) Pairing: America/Canada Summary: “Eyes on the road, America.  Thought you knew how to drive this thing.”

It was just about dusk when America pulled into his driveway.  The sun had just begun to dip below the snow brushed horizon.  Canada watched as he stepped out of the car, face cast into sharp relief—a quiet chiaroscuro playing with lights and darks across his face.  

 Standing in the doorway of his home, Canada smiled and opened his arms.  Shoulders immediately drooping, America fell into them, warm and heavy against Canada’s chest.  

“Merry Christmas, Canada.  I missed you.”  America said, breath puffing out in soft white clouds.

“We’ve still got a few more days until Christmas, jackass.”  He sighed.  “I missed you too.  Come on inside.  I know you can’t stand the cold.”  

“Happy Friday, then.”   

Pulling away, America nodded, laughing as he ran back to grab his suitcase out of the back seat of his car.  He kicked the door shut behind him.  Canada winced.  America started chattering a mile a minute, shaking snow off his jacket and scarf, shuffling his boots into a corner by the door.      

“Here, let me put your stuff in my room.   Go sit down.  I’ll be back in a minute.”  Canada cut him off, head gesturing to the well-loved couch in the living room.  He disappeared and so did America’s voice.  He returned downstairs to see America sprawled sleepy-eyed on the couch.  Dark circles punctuated his eyes, tense shoulders and set to his mouth, and a paleness coloured his cheek—something Canada was so unaccustomed to seeing on his face.  

He slid under America’s arm, which promptly curled around his shoulders, and pressed up against his side.  America’s thumb dragged along his bicep.  

“How was the drive?”  He asked.

America groaned, throwing an arm across his eyes.

“That bad?”  Canada picked up the remote and flickered through the TV channels mindlessly.  He stopped on one mercifully playing an inane Hallmark special.  

“Not really, only getting out of DC really.  When I was going through Pennsylvania, I didn’t have much trouble.”  America sagged against the couch.  

Canada made a noise of affirmation.  It wasn’t too long before America was dozing, the gentlest of snores rumbling through Canada’s chest.  Rubbing a thumb against America’s bicep, Canada flipped through On the Road, which he had swiped from the top of America’s suitcase.  He must’ve been reading it again.

Wriggling out from underneath America’s arm, Canada settled down at his desk which was tucked away in a quiet corner of the house.  A few days ago, the Prime Minister handed him a large stack of education reports from each of the Provinces.  

“Annotate these and compile them into the highlights for me, please?” He asked, happy eyes crinkling at the edges.  Canada found it mightily difficult to say no when facing them even in the face of work so incredibly dull.

He flipped through them, making notes and the occasional doodle in the corner.  He hadn’t realized how long he’d been working until he heard America’s sleep-soft voice ask, “Canada, where’d you move the coffee to?”  

Canada slid his chair back, cracked his neck, and padded into the kitchen to see America neck deep in a cupboard.  Walking up to him, Canada laid a hand on the small of his back and said, “It’s right here,” pulling the bag of grounds off the shelf right next to his head.  “Decaf, or regular?”  

“Decaf.  Anything else, and I won’t sleep tonight.”  

Canada hummed,  “Do you want something to eat?”  

“Yeah, sure.”

“Go look in the fridge.  See if there’s anything you want.”  

The drip brew of the coffee filtered into the room.  Canada grabbed America’s favorite coffee mug—the one with both their flags printed on it, picked up at a tourist shop in Niagara Falls—and set it down on the counter.  America began heating up leftovers on the stove.  

Leaning against the counter, Canada said, “How are things going on in the capital?”  

America shook his head.  “Not good.  Not good.  Every day is some new hell.”  

Canada’s eyes widened.  It wasn’t like America to talk about his government like that—he was unusually good, for a nation, at keeping his personal thoughts to himself.  It was always amusing to talk to Mexico as she was always so vocal and critical of the internal goings-on in her government.  America nearly always brushed off questions with some blithe smile and remark about how great everything was running.  

He watched America stir in some salt to his food.  “It’s so strange.  I usually feel better after an election year, especially since the economy is doing well, but this time I just feel.  I just feel tired all the time.”

“You think it’s your new boss?”  Canada quickly bit his tongue.

America sighed, “Maybe.  At least a little bit.  I feel the discontent of the people in my gut all the time.  And it feels like nobody knows what they’re doing in the White House.  It’s chaotic.”  He glanced around.  “Can I have a plate?”  

Canada handed him one, and he dumped a small pile of food on it.  

“Come sit with me?”  America asked.  

“Of course.”  

The coffee machine sputtered its last breath, and Canada poured each of them a cup, adding milk to America’s and syrup to his.  He flicked on the radio sitting on the windowsill; Sophie Trudeau set it to Ottawa’s popular Christmas station last time she and the Prime Minister visited, and Canada never bothered to change it.  

The two of them went quiet for a while as America ate.  “Do you know this is the first real break I’ve had since January?”  He finally spoke up, “My boss is off nearly every weekend, and they push all their extra work on me because they keep firing everyone trying to ‘consolidate.’”

The biting sarcasm in America’s voice made Canada snicker.  He quickly quelled the urge to outright laugh and pushed his attention on America, unwilling to stop him while he finally was honest.  Rubbing his foot against America’s ankle, he said, “I’m sorry.”  

“Aw, it’s okay.  I had to basically beg for this weekend.   Which was more me threatening to just up and leave for a month with no contact.”  

“Wouldn’t be the first time though.”  

“Nah.  Or the last.  Probably.”

America shuffled for a moment and twined their legs together underneath the table.  His eyes looked a little fuzzy and unfocused for a minute, smiling a soft, secret smile at Canada.  

He finished his food and placed the plate in the sink.  “Wanna watch a movie?” He said, turning to Canada.   

“Sure.  You pick.”  

America picked out It’s a Wonderful Life and fell asleep halfway through it.  Canada cried, like always (and America always too—unless he fell asleep, hosier).  

 Canada nudged him awake and up the stairs.  They fell asleep tangled up together.  

The next morning, Canada woke up cold and wrapped up in the sheets.  Fumbling his glasses on, he walked into the kitchen to see America bellied up to the stove, sweatshirt rumpled and boxers low on his hips.

Canada wrapped his arms around America’s waist and buried his face in America’s neck.  “Smells good.”  

“Mhmm.  Makin’ eggs and grits.  Been craving ‘em for weeks.”  He turned in Canada’s arms, “Here taste.”  He held out a wooden spoonful for Canada to taste.  Soft, creamy, savory.  Of course he perfected grits, he’d been making them for decades.  

“Need salt?”  

Canada kissed at the hinge of America’s jaw, “No, perfect.”  

And there was his bright, beautiful smile, all lit up and wonderful.  “Good.  Go on and sit down.”  

Canada slid into place, still sleep fogged, watching and waiting.   America set food down in front of him before sitting down himself.  America’s fingers on his free hand tapped along the table.  Early morning snowfall whistled by outside, brushing the landscape like a smudged Monet.  

When they were finished, they took turns washing dishes and drying them (Canada’s dishwasher broke a few weeks ago—he hadn’t called it to be fixed yet).  While drying off their plates and stacking them in the nearby cupboard, Canada began, “I’ve been thinking,”

America looked up from the sink, “Oh?  Did it hurt?”  

Elbowing him and steadfastly ignoring America’s laugh, he said, “Shut up!  Anyway, I’ve been thinking.  Why don't we just get away for a while.  No phones, no work.  Just you and me.”

America’s eyes danced, “You really mean it?”

Canada nodded, and America promptly scooped him up and twirled in a circle, wet hands pressing prints into Canada’s shirt.  

Setting him down, America said, “I know the perfect place.  I’ve got this little home in Maine.  Haven't been there in forever though,” in a lilting, teasing tone. “Shouldn't take us more than a day to get there.”

“I’ll go and pack.”                                                 ________________

The drive was long and beautiful and effervescent.  Highways stretched for endless miles, weaving between snow capped mountains and sprawling towns.  America’s strong hands drove them through traffic and empty country roads, singing lowly along with the changing radio stations.

When America would give him side-long glances, Canada would grin back at him teasingly, saying, “Eyes on the road, America.  Thought you knew how to drive this thing.”

Entering into town was breathtaking.  A road carved into the land and wide, expansive forests.  They had left around 10 and pulled into a snow-covered driveway as the sun was beginning to set.  The house was only one of about 15 others all lined up in neat little rows along the edges of a lake.  Some had chimneys puffing away plumes of gossamer smoke into the clouds.  Others had friendly, bundled up faces shoveling sidewalks.  

It turned out America’s little home had large, sparkling windows that opened up to the forest and beautiful dark wood that gleamed with decades of memories.  Oh, and furniture that hadn’t been touched since 1974.  

“Shit.  I really haven’t been here in forever.  I must’ve forgotten about it.  God, look at this.”  He tugged at garish, flower print curtains hanging loosely.  They were sunbleached and fraying at the end.  

“This is awful, America.  Really.  When did you have these counters put in?”  Canada’s voiced called from the kitchen.

America laughed; something warmed in Canada’s chest hearing it.  “It’s not too bad, is it?  Just a little dusty.”  Canada walked back into the living room only to see America smack the top of a couch.  Dust flew up around him, choking him on the end of his sentence.    

“It’s enough.”  

America hauled their suitcases into, presumably, one of the bedrooms.  The rhythm of his voice echoed along the walls, “I’ve already called the electric and water company.  Told me everything should be back up by tonight.”   Canada gingerly sat down on the couch, propping his feet up on the coffee table covered with National Geographic and Life magazines.  Picking them up and blowing off the grime, Canada flipped through them.  The earliest one was dated 1964, the latest one 1979.  Most of them had faded, bleeding margin notes and underlines in America’s looping cursive.   He spied a picture frame turned face down.  Righting it, the photo showed a grinning America with Jimmy Carter on one side and a girl on his other.  America sported a wide-collared shirt tucked into high-waist jeans.  His hair was longer than he usually kept it, curled around his ears with feathered bangs.  

“I was thinking we could grab dinner in town and hit the grocery store—oh.”  He paused, leaning over Canada’s shoulder while staring at the photo.  “I haven’t seen that in years.”  

Canada tipped his head back, “Who’s the girl?”  

America grabbed the frame and flopped down next to him.  “That’s Amie Carter.  Jimmy’s daughter.  We came here in ‘78 I think?  He wanted to get away for a weekend while his boys were visiting his brother.  She must’ve only been 11 then.  Just caught her first fish.”

Canada nodded, “So, you were saying dinner in town?”  

“Yeah.  You’re gonna love it.  Cute little town, at least, that’s how I remember it.”  He said, sheepishly.  

“I have complete faith in you.”  Canada replied, patting America’s thigh.  

“You haven’t had faith in me for 300 years.”

Canada got up to unpack his suitcase.  Over his shoulder he called, “That may be so.”                                                     ______________

 “I’m glad this place stuck around.  I used to come here nearly every chance I got.”  America twirled a mouthful of spaghetti on his fork.   “Do you know the owners?”   “I used to.  Back when this place first opened in the 50s.  An Italian couple and their kids.  Real nice folks.”  

The restaurant was cosily full of people chatting and eating.  Decorated with glittering lights and green holly, servers deftly moved around chairs and tables.  Laughter and music bounced against the edges and seams of the building.  A few couples twirled in a makeshift dance floor at the foot of a small stage where two women sung carols together.  

The glittering lights danced along America’s features, playing with the blues of his eyes.  Canada reached a hand across the table, lacing their fingers together.    

“Alfred?  My word, I haven’t seen you in years.”

Startled, America twisted in his seat to find the source of the voice.  

A kindly man appeared at America’s elbow, a bright smile standing out against his dark skin with greying hair and grooved wrinkles carved around his eyes.  

America quavered, “Raymond?”  America stood up before pulling the man into a back-patting hug.  

“How’ve you been?  When you skipped town all those years ago, we thought we’d never see you again.  You don’t look like you’ve changed a bit, either.  What’s your secret?”  Raymond laughed.  

America’s face fell a hair, so subtle someone would have to be watching carefully to catch it.  Or be Canada, who had been watching America for so long, he knew every tell, all of his signs.  

“I’m sorry.  Some things, uh, came up at work.  Couldn’t manage to get back.”  

“For 40 years?”  

“Ray, it’s been a helluva 40 years.”  

Ray chuckled again, this time more somber.  “I would say so.  Now, who’s this?”  He turned to Canada.  

America blushed prettily, “Matthew.  Mattie, my—” he swallowed “—my boyfriend.”  

Raymond’s eyebrows rose, but he composed himself and held out a strong, work-roughed hand, “Pleased to meet you.  Must say Alfred’s done well for himself.”       “Nice to meet you too.”  Canada said, shaking his hand.

“I don’t want to interrupt you two, but why don’t you stop by sometime.  My daughter’s home for Christmas with her wife.  And I’m sure my own wife would be happy to see you as well.  That is, if you’re planning on staying in town for a while.”

“We’d be happy to.  We’re here until Christmas.  Nice little vacation.” “That’s great!  Wife and I still live in the same place, stop by for dinner whenever you’d like.  Have a good night, boys.”  Ray hugged America again before heading out, jingle bells jangling as the door fell shut behind him.  

America sat down, stupefied for a moment before resuming eating.  Canada looked at him from overtop his glasses, “You gonna tell me who that was?”  

Sighing, America said, “Raymond Harvelle.  I was friends with his family during the 70s.  I was spending a lot of time up here, especially because of how close it is to you.”  

Canada nodded, they had fallen into a relationship around 1976—America’s 200th birthday.  America wanted to escape the gas crisis which left him thinner and more pallid than usual.  Canada wanted to forget the itch of labor discontent simmering underneath his skin.  Although the years and decades tended to blend into an amorphous scene in Canada’s mind, he had never forgotten that series of months when they spent nearly all their time together before Canada got fed up and kissed him on an abnormally hot June afternoon.  In the end, it all worked out   

America changed the subject after that, switching to a new movie that just came out.  Canada let him.  America often kept his relationships with humans private; there was nothing else Canada could with that besides respect it.  

Dinner finished with no more interruptions.  Afterwards, they stopped at a run-down grocery store to pick up non-ancient cleaning supplies and enough food to fill the fridge and a few cupboards.  Later, they set to work cleaning the house, the sounds of America’s record player echoed between the walls.  As the clock passed the better part of 11 pm, creeping along towards midnight, Canada heard America call out his name.  

“Canada!  Come look.”  Canada heard several thumps come from the attic, and America’s head poke out from the ceiling.  “I found some old Christmas decorations.”  

Canada gingerly climbed the ladder up into the attic, surprisingly sparse with only a few boxes of what looked to be linens and, apparently, decor.  Illuminated by only a single, lonely bulb, the room was cast eerily in shadows while frigid wind knocked at the seams of the house.  

Sitting cross-legged on the floor, Canada joined America in admiring a delicate little ornament.  

“Who gave me this one?” America said more to himself than Canadad.  “Pat Nixon?  God, I haven’t seen some of these in ages.  Here’s another—”  He held aloft a delicate, handmade cross-stitch of his flag that had E.W. sewn in the corner.  

America’s face was so utterly soft and lovely.  Canada tucked up close to his side, resting his head on America’s shoulder.  He kissed him behind his ear, smiling when America shivered a little.

“Who made that one?”

“I think this was Edith Wilson.  Those are her initials there.”  

“Do all of the first ladies give you Christmas ornaments?”  Canada asked teasingly.  

America snorted a laugh, “I think it turned into kind of a tradition.”  

“We can decorate tomorrow if you’d like.”  

“With like, two days ‘till Christmas?”  

“Why not?”  He said, standing up and hauling himself back downstairs.  “I’ve pretty much cleaned everything I could.  I’m going to bed.  Don’t be up too late.”  

“Thanks, babe.  I’ll be there a little later.  Just gotta haul this stuff downstairs.”  

Canada nodded and disappeared into the bathroom.  He was halfway asleep when America slid in next to him, cold hands wrapping around his waist and pulling him up against his front.  

“I’m glad you’re here, Canada.  Love you.”  

Canada murmured an affirmation and fell asleep to the rhythm of America’s breathing and the steady rise and fall of his chest.                                                       ________________

The next morning Canada awoke to the slide and drag of America’s calloused fingers along his abdomen.  Canada huffed a sleepy noise and turned to press a chaste kiss to America’s mouth.  

Blinking blearily, America smiled at him, unfocused and drowsy.  

“Can I help you?”  Canada whispered.   America buried his face in the crook of Canada’s neck and teased his fingertips at the edge of his boxers.  

“Mmm.  Come on, America.”  Canada guided his hand down lower and moaned quietly when America palmed him through the cotton.  Once, twice, three times.  America slipped his hand underneath the waistband and dragged it along the length, slow and teasing.  America’s harsh breaths on his neck mingled with his ragged gasps as America sped up.  Using some of the slick gathered at the head, he jerked him roughly.  Each pull sent little shivers racing across his skin. Canada’s toes curled, and he dug his nails into America’s arm.  

“Ah— ah—” he panted, “Faster. Come on.”  

“Fuckin’ bossy.”  America replied though there was no heat behind it.  His hand sped up while his hips grinded against Canada.  Canada went taught and spilled all over America's hand.  A whimper caught in his throat; America grabbed Canada by the hips and pulled him back again and again, come sticking damply to skin and fabric.

America came not too long after, spilling hotly in his boxers with a quiet moan.  Canada closed his eyes, and basked in America’s warmth.  He eventually climbed out of bed, legs pleasantly wobbly, and made his way to the shower.  

After he was dressed with hair combed, he sat on the counter and watched America swirl milk in his coffee.  Canada cupped his face, smoothed a hand through his hair, and leaned in to kiss him.  America’s eyes fluttered shut, hand pressed against Canada’s side.  Setting his cup down, America moved between Canada’s legs and fully wrapped his arms around his waist, pulling him close with a little oomph.  Canada kneaded the base of America’s neck.  America melted a little—as he always did when Canada rubbed that spot—and broke the kiss.  

He rested his head against Canada’s shoulder before saying, “I was thinking we could visit town today.”  

Canada relished the warmth of America’s presence: the rumble of his voice, the smell of his cologne, the taste of toothpaste and coffee on his lips.  

“Sure.  When do you want to leave?”  

Glancing at the clock above the sink, America said, “Maybe in an hour?  We can get lunch.”  

“Sounds good,” Canada said, wiggling off the counter. “Maybe catch a movie later too?”  

America nodded, “Let’s go.”  

Canada enjoyed watching America loosen up as the day went on as if he were melting into the hum-drum of the town itself—the flush of watercolours on paper—watching America tell stories about the people and places.  America’s arm was draped around Canada’s waist; he occasionally pressed a kiss to Canada’s hair or cheek.  

Cars flew down the street.  People weaved in and out of stores, dodging puddles of snowmelt, bundled in coats and scarves and hats.  The cold wind sought to sink its fingers underneath their clothes while chapping their lips and pinking their faces.

“Come on.  I loved this place.”  America said, mercifully tugging Canada into a warm bookstore, “I can’t believe it’s still here.”  

The book store was happy and bright and smelled like pine.  A young woman with fluorescent pink hair sat behind a checkout counter, nose in a book.  In the far back corner, an elderly man with a bushy moustache and booming voice was reading Harry Potter to a group of enraptured children.  

America took off to a shelf only containing sci-fi and fantasy novels, leaving Canada to wander around on his own.  To his left were shelves of historical and political books; on his right were stacks of regular fiction.  Further down were classics, early editions, and rare printings.  His eye caught “Mark Twain” in gilded letters along the spine of a tucked-away book.  Upon further exploration, he found it was A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur’s Court, a title he was unfamiliar with but one America raved about when it was first printed.  Inside was done like an illuminated manuscript full of ornate calligraphy and illustrations.  Glancing over his shoulder, he saw America engrossed with a leather-bound copy of The Hobbit, and quickly made is way over to the cashier who smiled at him, a little knowingly.    

“Do you want me to wrap this for you?”  She asked quietly, gesturing to America.  

Canada nodded, “Yeah, thank you.”  

The woman turned behind her to a little wrapping station and set to work.  Canada briefly marveled at her skill—he only barely managed to wrap things with a lot of tape and wishes, and they always came out looking like a child’s handiwork—full of love, but still a mess.  

“You ready to go?”  America said, appearing at Canada’s side.   “Just a minute.  She’s wrapping it for me.”  

The woman turned back with his book, wrapped in sparkling paper and a fluttery ribbon around the sides.  She slipped it in a bag, and wished them happy holidays.

The rest of their day involved greasy diner food for lunch and frequent stops at antique stores and little boutiques.  America chattered on about different places: this used to be that and the owners used to always do this and so-and-so used to always. . .  

He painted the history of the town with his words (something Canada always appreciated was America’s ability to tell a story), and when the two of them could stand the cold any longer, they rushed back to his car and inside the house.

While Canada made hot chocolate, America started up a fire in the fireplace and began to fiddle with the limbs of a disassembled faux-Christmas tree.

“Are you sure you don’t want help with that?”  Canada said, observing, amusedly, watching America grow increasingly frustrated with the tree.  

“No, I’ve got it.  I’m have to it.”

Curling up on the couch, Canada set America’s mug down on the table, and immersed himself in one of the old magazines.  

After sometime, America spoke up, “Okay.  Now you can help me.”  

Canada threw the magazine down, and began rifling in the same box of ornaments as America.

“I’d put lights on it, but these are so old.  I don’t want to set the place on fire ‘cause something short-circuited.”  America said, holding up a roll of twinkle-lights.  “What do you think?     

“Couldn’t hurt to just give it a try.”

Both holding their breath, America plugged them in in a far-off corner of the house (in the kitchen of course, near water to put out any fire), and were relieved when they glowed with no sparks.  America promptly wound them around the tree.

America began singing Home for the Holidays under his breath, a rosy tenor that occasionally dipped into a delicious baritone.  Canada harmonized, expertly twisting around America as they filled the tree with ornaments.  

When there was a lull in their soundtrack, Canada said, “Too bad we’re not at your Virginia place.  I love hearing you play the piano.  You haven’t played for me in forever.”  

America put a small star on the top of the tree.  “I will soon.  Promise.  As long as you play the violin too.  You haven’t played in awhile either, Canada.”  

Walking over to the turntable, Canada pulled out an LP of Christmas hits.  He set the needle down gingerly and walked back over to the tree, pulling America in close and began to sway to the music, “We need to make more time for each other.”

“Mhmm.”  America’s hand slid low around his hips.  Something warm and undefined slipped down Canada’s spine, pooling in his gut.  “Merry Christmas.”

“What?”  

America tipped his head towards the clock, “It’s midnight.  Officially Christmas.” 

A fire crackled, knots in the wood popping every so often.  America traced aimless patterns along his back, tender and comforting.  Canada remembered times when they were younger, traveling west in wagons with families of humans or on the train the instant the transcontinental railroad was finished, laying next to each other, ridges of their bodies aligned, border to border.  Clinging to the only one they knew best for some sense of solace and stability.

There was an unspoken silence between them.  An expanse of space and time filled only by the present moment.  Outside, snow fell in twinkling shards like jewels, coating the landscape in diaphanous sheets.  Dusty strands of holly and cascades of  lights glowed exquisitely, an echoing reminder of glamorous places and people long ago.  Their feet knocked against each other as they swayed together.  

“America, I’ll love you forever.”  Canada pressed his face into America’s hair.  His eyes were dangerously wet, his heart so full and happy.  

“It’s you and me, Canada.  The two of us ‘till the end of everything.”

As they stood there, pressed against each other, separate yet one, Canada saw the endless spray of millenia awaiting them.  Ceaseless waves against their shores.  Everything uncertain except Canada and America.  

[liannyeong]

In another life, I would make you stay

Summary: Just the fact he was able to stand by her, he felt blessed.

Word count: 1036

Pairing: Jaebum X OC

Warning(s): sad

A/N: i feel like it’s kinda messy and maybe too repetitive and maybe inconsistent or senseless but pardon me. i just wanted to post something up within this week ;-; i should think of the quality of my works instead OTL

She walked down the aisle, beautifully dressed in white. Bouquet of flowers in her hands, the tail of her skirt fluttering in the wind behind her. The orchestra played in the background, and it appeared as if it was a scene from a movie. He watched her every movement, never taking his eyes off her, not even for a single second. He smiled so widely at her, mesmerized by her beauty that it was painful to his heart. Despite the joyous occasion, his eyes gleamed with tears and he had to wipe it away with his fingers. Her cheeks were rosy pink, flustered to be looked at so lovingly and in awestruck by the one she loves most. He felt his cheeks getting tired from smiling too much and too wide, but he could not contain it anyway. He loves her so much.

Throughout the whole function, he could not stop gazing at her, still dazzled by everything she is. Her long wavy hair was combed back: half of it was braided around her head, the other half left untouched and settled on her back. Her white dress had a high neck as the top, a long A-line as that skirt which covered her feet, the tail trailed behind her. He had never expected to see her in such a beautiful dress. Throughout his time of knowing her, she never wore any dresses. She had always worn shirts and pants, never anything too feminine. That day, she was stunningly beautiful that he felt his chest constrict.

He watched her from a distance, and in the midst of attending to the guests, her eyes caught his. Her lips broke into a huge grin that it reached the tip of her ears. It made his heart swell. How can someone so beautiful exist in this world? Like an angel that was sent down from heaven, everything about her is beautiful. And he loves it all; from her cheerful persona, her caring side, her enthusiasm and passion for her interests. Not to forget her childish side during an argument or when they play games together. Her smiles were beautiful, her laughter was melodic, her voice was soothing. He loves very fiber of her being, every strand of hher hair, every cell in her. Seeing her smiles, he knew that her happiness meant everything to him. He returned a similar - if not even wider - smile and raised the glass in his hands to her.

"Congratulations, Jaebum," he muttered to himself before sipping his drink.

Weeks later, the wedding photograph came through the mail. He stared at it, eyes brimmed with tears, a smile carved onto his lips. He had stood next to her in that photograph, in his black two button suit jacket, hair slicked back. He had smiled so wide, happy and contented to be next to her. Just the fact he was able to stand by her, he felt blessed.

Even if her head wasn't leaning towards him. Even if her arm wasn't linked with his. Even if her heart wasn't his to own like it could have been.

Tears fell and he gripped onto the photograph so tight that it nearly crumpled. The smile that he forcefully plastered on his face inverted. If he had properly and truthfully professed his love for her, he could have been a happier man. He could have been the luckiest man in the world. But no, he lied. He went against his heart.

'I will never see you as anything else but a friend,' was used to lie about his feelings. He feared her rejection, feared them growing distant, feared losing her. He was so blind to her signals. He was so afraid of getting hurt he could not see the reason behind her affections. She laughed at his lamest jokes even when no one else found it funny. She patiently listened to him when he was down. She cared for him whenever she could, whenever he needed it. She was always there for him. Friends don't take care of each other like lovers do. Why couldn't he see that?

'Let's stay like this forever," was the most painful words he had ever uttered to the one he fell so hard for. She had nodded at his words, and smiled as if it was nothing serious. He didn't see the pain in her eyes, for he was too absorbed with the one in his heart. What he really wanted was a lot more, but he never had the courage to say it aloud. He never had the confidence that something could have happened between them. He had tried to suppress his feelings for her afterwards, but it became uncontrollable. His heart kept filling up with her that it would not stop flowing in his veins. His whole blood were tainted with love for her. He tried to cleanse his feelings entirely.

But it proved to be futile, for he ended up loving her endlessly.

He loosened his grip on the photograph, and grazed over the area where she stood. He gazed at the image of her for so long, before grabbing the envelope to stuff it back in. But his fingers had flipped it over, and his eyes fell on the handwriting he recognizes so well. He stared at the words, blinking back the tears. His thumb grazed over the black ink, biting down his lower lip to stop himself from breaking down.

Maybe us in another life.

But his tears proved to be too difficult to be held back. Streams flowed down his cheeks, and in his fury he ripped the photograph apart, throwing it down. His legs gave way and he collapsed on his knees, not bothered by the thud from the impact of hitting the floor. Sadness consumed his entire being as he cried out in agony and in remorse. What could have been never happened and it was all because he was afraid to give it a try.

Yes, perhaps they would meet again once more, in another life, and they would love again as lovers.

But a lifetime is a long time. It's too long to stay as soulmates that weren't meant to be.

[daebakinc]

EXO’rDIUM Newark Fan Account

For some reason, this time round, Prudential Center did not have its shit together. They had moved the show up to 7:30 weeks ago, so we assumed we’d all be in by 7:00 tops. Wrong. My new friends I made in line (YAY) and I didn’t get in until 7:30, by which time we were a drenched, bedraggled looking lot. One of my friends almost didn’t have her ticket work it got so wet. 

However, when EXO finally came on an hour late, it was like a flip switched. They made me forget I was hungry. That I was soaked through to my underwear and socks. That I was cold. EXO made me forget everything except how happy I was to see them.

I’ve got to hand it to the EXO-Ls there. We made sure they knew we were happy to see them. I’ve never heard fans sing along as much and as well as we did tonight. Well, I tried, but I was at a disadvantage since I primarily listen to the Chinese versions for practice lol.

The screaming and cheering started as soon as the lights dimmed, as if most of us hadn’t waited for hours in the rain. That said, this concert was also unique in another sense: EXO had so many more VCRs than I’ve seen. The opening VCR was the really cool mix of live footage and graphic novel style animated that introduced EXO with their powers as our protectors because we humans are dumb and keep hurting each other (there may have been a small commentary on American bombing during the Korean War but maybe that’s just me). The second was like a group date with EXO with Lay leading you between the members: you played darts with him, air hockey with Kai, an arcade game with Chanyeol, ate a snack&did a love shot with Sehun, watched a movie with Chen&Suho&Xiumin(who did aegyo!), watched Baekhyun make funny faces with a light stick, played a foosball game with Kai&Sehun, and then a dance party with all of EXO. The third had them all shrunken down and wearing those silly elf costumes with Chen, Suho, and Kai dancing around in a music room; Baekhyung and Xiumin working in a storage room with a very sleepy Kyungsoo who kept trying to nap; and Lay, Sehun, and Chen messing around in a sound room. So cute. The closing VCR was a kind of ending to the first. 

EXO were a little out of synch dance-wise for the first songs, but after that they pulled together. I’m guessing part of it is the smaller stage and missing Lay (It was so sad, during the dance break for Wolf there was clearly a spot he was supposed to be). They did a good mix of group choreography and songs where they’d be spread out and do small parts of the choreography.

After the first three songs, all remixes, the boys gave their greeting. Everyone but Kyungsoo, who waved, bowed. I’ll go into more detail about their greetings, because they were hilarious, in their individual sections. Half of them reminded us to be safe though. 

Through out the show, it was really awesome how much energy they all had, and how they interacted with each other as much as they did with us. There were tons of tiny interactions the whole time: Chen helping Suho when Suho dropped his cane during Playboy(THAT FREAKING PERFORMANCE!! OTL), Kyungsoo making Kai laugh when they were on the side of the stage together, Baekhyun and Sehun being distracted by a moving bunny toy someone tossed up at the end. It was a reminder that as much as they’re an idol group, EXO is also a group of very good friends. It gave the concert an intimate kind of feeling, if that makes sense. The fact that the boys were incredibly, and I mean extremely good, about rotating themselves so every side saw each of them for a good amount of time multiple times, also helped this.

They also did a few of their songs as acoustic versions and heaven help the souls of all of us there because it was some of the most beautiful things I’ve ever heard. Chanyeol played the guitar while the others sang, and Kyungsoo had hold out his mic so we could hear Chanyeol’s lines. Really though, I have video and y’all will see what I mean when I post it.

At some point, the staff gave them lightsticks to guide fans’ movements, and boy did they have fun dancing around directing us.

When they had to get changed, they took turns. Suho, Chen, and Kai were left on stage first and they told us about what they did in New York the day before. Chen saw Chicago, and wanted to give us the same feelings the musical gave him. Kyungsoo walked around and saw the play ‘Sleep No More,” which he suggested we go see but he was glad we were here instead of off seeing it. Silly. Kai went to Soho to buy shoes, then ate the third best pizza in the world, and bought medicine at CVS that he had trouble taking because the pills were big. Chen was adorable and kept repeating CVS because Kai was going on about how big the store was. Chen was also trying to amuse himself by trying to flip a bottle while Suho and Kyungsoo were talking. Kyungsoo also said he was tired because it was morning in Korea, prompting Chen and Suho to start yelling “Good morning” to us and making Kyungsoo laugh. Suho told us he walked around the city because he loves the movie “Birdman,” which again prompted Chen to be cute and pretend to fly, then sing “I Believe I Can Fly.”

While Chen and Suho were singing “I Believe I Can Fly,” Chanyeol came out and sung with them. It was so so pretty! Then Suho ruined it by asking “Was it a commercial?” to which Chen responded “Let’s move on,” and left lol. Xiumin pretended to kick them off. Chanyeol told us he went bowling, demonstrating by almost rolling his water off stage. When the others, Baekhyun was there too, asked him why do that when he can bowl in Korea and he said he just has bowling in his mind, but EXO-L in his heart. Cheeseball. Then, Baekhyun had to explain to us why they changed and this is where the little shit in him came out. He teased us for awhile asking if we were curious, then told us we had to help them sing the next song. He taught us the chant in Korean, then asked “When you’re dancing in the shower, don’t you naturally dance to the beat? I know I do.” He had such a smirk on his face. Dirty. He tried to get Xiumin to show us, but Xiumin said he doesnt’ really dance in the shower because it’s too slippery so he just showed us his upper body dance. Baekhyun then told us to not stop and bring out our secret dance. OTL

During the encore, the real one, people threw a lot of toys and such on stage. While it was fun to see the members play with them, I’ll also remind you guys to please not do this. There was so much confetti already on the stage and with the guys dancing, I was really scared they would fall and hurt themselves.

Now, on the members themselves.

Xiumin. My baby. I spent so much time watching him because he looked so healthy, and damn the man is gorgeous, and like he was having such a good time. I was so glad he was smiling so much. He reminded us to obey the rules for safety in his greeting and then did the EXO Showtime greeting. Got me right in the feels. He would do all these little dances in between songs or when they were just walking around, including some very unnecessary extra hip thrusts, and his singing and rapping was amazing. I was so proud when he got a mini dance solo during Transformer!! My boy needs more recognition for how good he is at pretty much everything. He also pointed a lot when he sang and got really into the music, and during Lucky he made a big heart with his arms. He walked around like that with this huge smile on his face. At the end, he tried playing soccer with some blow-up thing someone threw up with Kai, but gave up after it fell off stage. He blew a ton of kisses for us when they finally said goodbye.

Yes, Suho is an incredibly good-looking man(those tummy flashes we got during Wolf were no joke), but even more than that, he is such an adorable sweetheart. He tried to speak exclusively English for us through out, the dearheart, only reverting to Korean when he wanted to say something complicated. He also told us to be careful for our own safety and thanked us for waiting for them for a year. Once the concert started, he was all smiles and I do mean smiles. Unless the song was intense, that sweet smile was on his mouth. He also did a ton of little finger hearts and winks, enough to make any EXO-L swoon and spout gibberish. He accidentally called the tour “Exo’lucion” and got embarrassed, which is why he quickly moved on to the acoustic performances, which he called a “gift” for us. At the end, he thanked us for making the concert better than he’d thought and promised they’d be back after our collective groan of sadness they were leaving. He wanted to take a group picture with us after they said they goodbye, but  Kyungsoo convinced him to wait until after Angel.

Chanyeol was, for lack of better words, Chanyeol. Equal parts a giant child and serious musician. He took his ear piece out to hear us scream for him during his greeting and promised to make it a “crazy night.” While he had his game face on during his parts and the choreography, in between the kid was all smiles. It’d get especially big when he’d be at the edge of the crowd waving. It was interesting to see the difference in him when he had the normal guitar and the electric guitars. He was all soft sweetie during the acoustics, though he did show off a bit, and then hot af rocker with the electric guitar. For real, I didn’t anticipate how sexy he gets when he’s rocking out, which continued when he moved into the DJ box. Towards the end though, he reverted back to being a little kid. He played with the streamers and then stood in front of the confetti gun at the very end until Chen had to come collect him for the group pic. He also had a very fun time playing with two of those squishy, spikey yoyo toys, one of which Kyungsoo tried to play with too, and he crossed the entire stage to give Baekhyun a plushie.

Chen, the flirt. As with many of the others did in the beginning, he told us to be safe, but he also told us he could feel our love directly. He was constantly playing around when the songs didn’t demand seriousness. Whether this was with his members or us, it didn’t matter. He joked around a lot with the others, and I kept seeing them smiling or laughing when he was close to them. He’d also get this huge grin whenever he was waving at us, and doing a cute little hopping dance while going so, or trying to get people to move their lightsticks a certain way. The little sweetie also made a neat pile of the toys at the end so no one would trip. As much fun as he had, he didn’t fail to impress me with his vocals. He’s already one of my favorite voices in EXO, but the different riffs he pulled off flawlessly just had me in awe. That’s besides the fact that he is also, very handsome, and the way his neck muscles and veins look when he’s belting out his notes is just... wow.

Baekhyun. First of all, I know we all secretly envy this kid’s looks with eyeliner but damn. It’s even worse in person and by worse he looks ten times more gorgeous. He may not have been as extra dance wise like I’ve seen in videos, but that doesn’t mean he wasn’t an extra tease. It started right from the get-go with his greeting where he told us this concert was for us to get closer and then go home. I already told you about the shower dancing, but goodness his tone and his smirk and the mischief in his eyes, what a little imp. Scamp Baek also came out during the group pic when Suho was telling everyone to do a cute pose and Baekhyun yelled out “No, sexy!!” All kidding aside, Baekhyun also really blew me away with his vocals. He was on key and hitting those notes and my ears were in heaven. That’s not to mention his dancing too, like the mini solo he had during Monster, which was so so good.

With Kyungsoo, even though he’s one of my top bias ruiners, I was in no way prepared. Honestly. When the camera panned to him my mind kind of blanked and then it went “His fucking face!” I feel bad for Xiumin, but my breath always caught when I saw Kyungsoo. Ok, moving on, lol. Handsomeness aside, he is such an adorable squish. So serious when it’s his line, but then a cute little smile always found its way onto his face as he looked out at the crowd. During his greeting, he asked if we were hungry and admitted he was too, bursting into laughter. He followed it up with “Ok, showtime!” Then during Lucky One he did the little head side bob thing with Chen all with a straight face. He also has a tendency to hold the mic with both hands when he does a power note that’s beyond cute for some reason. And he had so many perfect power notes he’d melt anyone who loves music’s heart.

Kai, I am convinced more than ever, is Johnny Castle in real life. There’s just something about his dancing/stage persona that just oozes sex. Whether it’s the smirk or the fluid power with which he moves, I don’t know. He’s pretty sexy on his own considering he had a bit of stubble showing and did little things like unbuttoning his shirt for Playboy. He even danced to Angel.Tonight was almost all Kai with little bits of Jongin. He did come out some, like when he did a little jump to be sure where the small ramp was or when he was playing with Kyungsoo and couldn’t stop laughing or when he played with a lightstick plushie and glasses or when he kept singing from backstage after their goodbye. As much as I love Kai’s dancing, those glimpses of Jongin just make him more endearing.

I’ll be honest: Sehun is the member I’ve always kind of glanced over. I don’t even know why and I feel really bad about it. I think part of it is that even though he’s an absolute puppy around the others, he’s very aloof on stage. I’ll admit, it does add to his cool guy sexiness. He is incredibly handsome, and I do mean like story book handsome. Especially in the VCRs. Seeing how good he’s gotten in his rapping and dancing, both of which were splendidly shown off during his rap/dance duet with Chanyeol, made me very proud as well. I think the best part of the night in relation to Sehun though was the small things that could easily have gone unnoticed. Like the little dances he did on the side when they were just walking around where he only moved his arms and lifted his feet. Or how he picked up a dog plushie, that looked like his dog, and carried it around for the entire encore like a real dog. The cool guy is actually a soft guy lol.

Even though Lay wasn’t there, I really hope EXO lets him know how much EXO-Ls screamed for him when he came on-screen during the VCRs. Seriously, that’s when we were at our loudest it seems.

Overall, this was a really, really fun concert. From start to beginning, EXO and all us EXO-Ls were having a blast and singing our hearts out. It also really meant a lot to me to finally see them, and to have their encore song be Angel. I don’t know if I’ve shared this on this blog, but when I lived in China, it was a really dark time for me and EXO helped get me through it, particularly EXO-M. At the time, I wanted to be a Chinese teacher, so I kept telling myself if EXO-M can live in foreign country and survive and flourish, I could too. I know EXO-M isn’t exactly what they were, but EXO as a whole stepped into their place in my heart and I love all of these boys so much for what they’ve given me (Angel is also my go to song when I’m having a panic attack to help calm myself down.) So to me, EXO is my Angel and tonight I got to give them a little love back.

[ventoaureorun]

Your writing makes me very happy, thank you for this. Can I request how Fugo, Rohan, and Bruno would deal with a highly sensitive s/o.

[ Awww I haven’t had a rohan in a while HAHAHHA also im not exactly sure if you mean emotionally sensitive or physically but i assume emotionally so ill write that send another if you meant the latter! I’m not sure if I wrote this well either so pardon me and my writers block OTL]

✖ PANNACOTTA FUGO ✖- Fugo would be the most distraught over it.- Even before you two begun dating he’s already seen you cry before and it breaks his heart every time.- He actually ends up taking anger management classes because he keeps hurting you on accident and it Crushes this child’s heart, and when you found out and showed appreciation for his effort, it just makes his whole week better.- Fugo needed a lot of help from the other Passione members to help change him for the better, no one had been able to convince him to better himself but you and they surely weren’t complaining.- The other Passione are always holding him back before he lashes out at you and soon enough he begun to stop himself, often going off to beat someone up in a mission instead and buying you back small gifts in apology- If anyone else were to make you cry though expect the full front of his anger to pulverise them, even if its another member, only when you’re holding onto his arm telling him its ok already that he calms down a little over the matter.- Fugo is super overprotective over you, wanting to make sure no one, not even himself, can take away your precious smile for even a moment, and does his best to always cheer you up- If the two of you ever go watch movies and you end up crying this child would end up frantic, he knows its nothing big but seeing your tears always throw him into high alert.- If you ever need someone to rant too Fugo is here. He would listen to your stories and give you his honest advice as he runs his fingers through your hair or has his arm around you in a soft hug in attempt to comfort you.

✖ KISHIBE ROHAN ✖- Rohan tries his best but he’s horrible at it, he has no filter and often just says whatever insult comes to his mind, even if its directed at you.- Although he often says how he finds your emotional weakness irritating, it actually really tugs at his heart strings and you’re now the only thing that keeps his ego in check around you- The longer you date the more he gets used to it, it was shocking at first but whenever you feel hurt and do your little quirks be it biting your lip or playing with the corner of your shirt Rohan Notices, and soon enough he’d catch himself mid-insult and apologise in his off handed way.- If anyone else were to be the one to hurt your feelings though immediately expect Rohan to be insulting and bullying them into apologising, regardless how small the issue is or if you tell him that its ok.- Occasionally he’d ask Koichi how to be a nicer person, it shocked the boy at first but when he realised the extent of what Rohan was doing to make you feel better he gladly helped.- Expect lavish gifts to seemingly appear by your bed after any small episode that happens, you cried cos the restaurant you booked made a reservation mistake and you can’t eat there? Too bad, Rohan bought you a branded purse. You cried because it rained on the day you two were supposed to visit the park. Rohan didn’t say anything but next morning you have a new dress.- He’s not good at showing affection or catching the atmosphere on when to stop putting himself first but he tries his best and is getting better at it, and if you we’re to tell him how to make you feel better he’d be on it. Be it making you a cup of hot chocolate or letting you watch a chick flick as he draws.

✖ BRUNO BUCCELATTI ✖- Bucci’s the best at dealing with you, he knows exactly what to say to make you feel better and somehow knows when you’re in one of those ‘moods’ so he would always leave you a small surprise- When he’s the one at fault for your sadder moments he always has this split second realisation for his mistake and he’s apologising before you can even start to cry.- He’s also great at reading the atmosphere and figuring out how to deal with things accordingly, so when he’s with you, there is never a reason to feel down. This reliable Capo would always find a way to negate the problem before it becomes one.- If he ever makes a mistake that leaves you in tears he’d immediately be apologising, telling you how much you mean to him and giving you the soft yet reliable smile he has.- If someone else were to hurt your feelings when he isn’t there you bet they’d be apologising before the day is over. Regardless how small the issue.- Bruno wouldn’t be the most affectionate in public but when you two are alone together he’d let you rest in his arms as you rant about whatever is bothering you, with a loving and strong hug from him he’d tell you his opinions and comfort you. After all, this reliable Capo was your logical anchor.- If you two ever quarrel or you have an extremely bad day he’d cheer you up with a home cooked dinner by Bruno himself along with a nice romantic candlelit setup, after all, good italian cooking made with love would cheer anyone up in his books.

[todokori-kun]

:)

HEEEEYYYY I FINISHED FMA YESTERDAY

I’M NOT QUITE OVER GREED AND I DOUBT I EVER WILL BE

BUT EVERYBODY’S HAPPY

I’M SO GLAD

(and tiny Pride. It’s fun how he was like, almost the least sympathetic homunculus (I mean, most people can relate to just wanting to go back to sleep ok dad/mom, so even Sloth…lol), and yet he’s the only one who finds a ‘new life’.)

(only HOHENHEIM’S DEAD, my FMA twin is gone ;-; at least that moment with Trisha was beautiful)

I thought I’d cry with FMA’s ending because I did almost cry during the Ishvalan Civil War flashbacks, but…once again, my eyes were dry XD maybe because TG and AoT made me appreciate FMA’s happy ending more?

TYSM for recommending such a great series, Queen Luna <33333 I’m getting kinda emotional XD

UGH. Idek what book that is but I already hate it because of that line.

Hisoka, Hisoka. He’s like the unholy offspring of Furuta and Sebastian. I love it.

(nah, it’s fine,I don’t mind cursing ^^ thanks for asking though, that was sweet)

Yeah, Junior High is pretty cute :) well, it hasn’t been that long since she started learning cello so she’s still playing simple songs like 'mary had a little lamb’ ^^ she really wants to play more complex songs, though.

GAH SORRY I still haven’t started playing OTL I’ve just been a bit busy and had a lot to think about (because COLLEGE) so I kept forgetting…I’ll let you know when I finally start, sorry ;-;

If Urie/Saiko doesn’t become canon…ok, ok, I can deal with Touken, I can deal with that. HOWEVER. If Urie/Saiko doesn’t become canon and Urie/Mutsuki does, I don’t even know what I’ll do. ESPECIALLY IF ISHIDA MAKES URIE ABANDON SAIKO TO 'SAVE’ MUTSUKI OR SOMETHING OMG

I would never! I’m a nice, sweet cinnamon roll who doesn’t know the meaning of the word 'savage’!

If Kimblee actually took a liking to me I’d try to get him to stop blowing things up. Maybe find him a different hobby. But the sad truth is that there’s probably nothing and no one he likes enough to give up his explosions for XD

But you know how I have a cinnamon roll side and then a troll side? Troll!Evans and Kimblee might actually get along really well. Imagine the suffering…

0//////0 Queen Luna is also an amazing friend! Tysm for everything <333 (I say 'tysm’ a lot but then again, there’s no such thing as too many 'thank you’s? lol. Also, I love how 'Queen Luna’ was just a joke at first but now it’s like an actual nickname I use for you. I hardly ever call you just 'Luna’ anymore XD if we ever met irl I’d probably have a hard time calling you anything other than 'queen’)

Oh wow. Sebastian will fight you for the honor of his kitties

X-men is a seperate universe from MCU, though. (I don’t watch X-men so I’m not sure but I think they and MCU agreed to share the Pietro/Wanda twins?) X-men Pietro is a different character from MCU Pietro so our Pietro is still dead ;-;

Moblit and Evans would go on friendly coffee dates and rant about their crazy queens.

Luna/Armin would be so cute, seriously why do I ship you with so many characters…and idk what puberty will do to Armin(will he even survive to go through all of it? sorry) but the fanart of adult!Armin does look good :)

And wait, 15 cm taller than Levi? I’m maybe 3~5 cm taller than him (and I’m only 13 omg) so that makes you at least 10cm taller than me.

It’s really messed up, which means I’ve gotta draw it now XD

Congratulations with Kimblee might go something like this (warning: this is crack and I’m sorta abusing Kimblee's canon abilities, realistically it probably couldn’t go like this):

Shuu: “Mr. Kimblee?!”

Kimblee: “Tsukiyama…

Congratulations.”

*blows up the clock on Shuu’s desk*

“You have invented a new kind of stupid-”

*blows up a framed picture of Shuu and Naomi*

“A 'Damage You Can Never Undo’ kind of stupid-”

*sets fire to the carpet*

“An 'Open All the Cages in the Zoo’ kind of stupid-”

*destroys the entire hecking desk*

“A 'Clearly, You Didn’t Think This Through’ kind of stupid.”

*breaks the window nearest to Shuu*

And then, at the end-

Kimblee: “Every sacrifice you make is for my sister, give her the best life-

Congratulations. :)”

*entire house collapses around them*

So you’d contract Sebastian for chocolate?

(tbh I have a sweet tooth too. I’m sorta sensitive to taste so too many sweets at once makes me get sick of them quickly, but I really like them a little at a time (and I still almost never get sick of chocolate))

ty again for the beautiful edit <3

*hugs* thank you, that really means a lot to me.

But did you see the small Kaneki painting I sent you along with the other pics? Because I actually made that as a way to vent..splattering red blood paint all over the paper did help XD (drawing doesn’t always help, though. When I’m really angry I get the urge to raise my voice and say exactly what I’m thinking, only that’d be horrible so I try to keep it down..but that just makes me angrier LOL)

the left side feels more Kanae and the right side feels more Shuu, but either way, it looks really beautiful :D <3 (also that 'I miss you’ omg I’m getting Shuu/Kaneki feels NO)

(Also I hope the Uta edit I sent you was ok? It was like almost the first aesthetic thing I’ve ever done lol

About it, though: I don’t have a pinterest so I searched stuff like 'black and white aesthetic tumblr’ on google and used the pics that popped up…is that ok? Since I’m just downloading pictures I like and playing around with them on PhotoScape with no intention to post it on the internet or show it to anyone other than you? Idek how this works, I’m way too ignorant about the internet ;-;)

Oh, that sounds cool! I don’t listen to much Ed Sheeran but liked his song for the Hobbit ('I see Fire’? I think that’s what it’s called?) and because Shape of You just keeps playing in the manhwa cafe I go to to read manga, that song kinda got stuck in my head and I can’t stop listening to it XD I don’t listen to remixes a lot for no particular reason but some of them are really cool :)

I’m currently obsessed with Hurricane, Castle, Ghost and 100 Letters by Halsey, along with a bunch of Lana Del Rey songs (going to listen to her new album as soon as I can!), Melodrama (Lorde’s new album), and Young and Menace and Champions by Fall Out Boy…also songs from Steven Universe and Adventure Time, like Love Like You and Everything Stays. And all of FMA’s openings because WOW.

(And yeah, movie/anime soundtracks are always so cool <3)

Is... Is your heart okay? I know it’s a big emotional thing!  Yeee, Greed’s death was a huge shock for me as well T^T WhY Did yOu HaVE tO saY GOodByE

The only thing that really shocked me was Ed giving up his alchemy. It honestly made for a bit of an unsatisfying end, like it’s trying to make way for a sequel (that never came)

Yep, I was expecting you to be not so happy with Hoenheim... Well, at least it’s a happy death? Not in battle, but with his beloved?

TG and AoT scar people for life. Kill of their emotions, so they’re unable to cry at sad things, bc nothing is sad in comparison to those two.  Except for a few rare exceptions. Oh, did I ever tell you that I always, without a fail, cry when watching a specific Love Live episode? It’s about a character that I relate to a bit too much, and since it’s a sorta bittersweet character arc, I always end up crying. The music also gets to me. I could write in detail exactly what and why XD

No problem! If you ever want more recommendations, just say so! Even though I’ll probably recommend series without you asking :P

It’s called ‘Court of Thorns and Roses’. I mean, the writing style is more or less ok, and the premise is interesting at first glance, but then everything gets ruined by the author for not being able to create a flawed MC, cause they have to be perfect!  I’ve read another one of the author’s books before, but dropped it halfway, again because on an annoying MC. The only reason why I finished this one is bc it was the only reading material available XD It’s also supposed to be a spin on Beauty and the Beast, but with fairies, but it was so badly done that I genuinely didn’t realize that until I read it somewhere on the internet. It’s also one of the rare series where I intentionally don’t read the sequels. The original book was that bad I’m getting way too emotional over the book XD

Hisoka is breaking my trash-o meter! It’s over 9000!

Ah, that’s a relief... I’ve definitely started cussing a lot lately, and I know it makes some people uncomfortable, so I wanted to ask ^^

Aw, that’s actually adorable! I hope she gets better at it soon ^^ I’ve always loved listening to string instruments...

Naaah, no worries! Take your time with it! It’s no rush, honestly! Do it at a time that’s convenient to you ^^ Seriously, please don’t feel pressured to play it >_<

Let’s be honest. The possibility of Urie sacrificing himself for Mutsuki is way bigger than Urie/Saiko becoming canon. I cry when I think about it, because we all know Urie would be so much happier with Saiko (*`д´*) Ishida, whyyyyy

Right, I totally believe that. Evans, a sweet, innocent cinnamon roll who doesn't get savage at moments. Sure. Because you totally didn’t set the Flame Alchemist on fire with a burn.

I’m afraid explosions are his one true love. Maybe you could get him to paint explosions instead of making them, though. Like, ‘Ok, Kimblee, here’s paper, some paint, go wild. Just don’t set the room on fire, please.’ He’d show his soft side around you only. If there was anyone else in the room, he’d be his usual self, but with you, in private, he’d probably be a tiny bit sweet. Sometimes.  Troll!Evans and Kimblee would be the actual definition of ‘Prepare for trouble, make it double’. I’d probably run away screaming when you’d announce your relationship XD I’d congratulate you later, but still a bit weary when the two of you are together.

Fun fact: I almost blush every time I read the word Queen XD If I was someone who blushed easily, I’d be an actual tomato while reading your messages ^\\\^ I’d probably actually blush if we were walking around and you called me queen... And then bury myself into a hole forever XD

I’d be the person who’d just shrug her shoulders and be like ‘we all have our opinions’. Now that I think about it, I’d probably get on just fine with Ciel XD

Ah, I see. I just remember that there was a quicksilver in one of those movies, but I didn’t remember the details. 

Hanji and I would simultaneously have the glimmering glasses moment XD  The parallels between the duos are really similar :P

He! Will! Survive! He has too... We already had an almost death for him, and I don’t want an actual death to happen. The cinnamon roll doesn’t deserve it. The first time I saw the fan art, my reaction was. *stares at the screen* ‘well then’ I’d liked Armin from the beginning but this was the moment in which he was cemented as favorite character XD

Aw, Evans is smol for now! When I was 13, I was shortest in class, but now I’m among the tallest. Everyone is taller than Levi... That’s just sad XD But, hey, everyone in Cinderella Phenomenon (I will not shut up) is taller than you! In fact, you’re approx. the height of the MC! Cuuute

Well, my stomach totally doesn’t hurt from laughing too much XD That’s a very destructive version of Congratulations, that would probably end up with someone getting sued XD Shuu for emotional damage, Kimblee for blowing up a fucking house.

Unfortunately, not even chocolate can make me sign a contract with that trash can. Sorry Bassy, but you’re not getting my soul.

Aw, that’s a shame... There’s never enough sweets! 

I’m glad you like it ^^

You could always yell into a pillow? Or punch the pillow if you’re feeling especially angry... 

So, basically, I unintentionally made a Shuu/Kanae edit. I’m not even mad XD 

Yeah, it was pretty good! If you want, I can pass you some advices my friend gave to me when I stared making the edits?  The quote is very Uta, tho. I mean, he does revel in other’s tragedy... 

Yes, of course it is! Find pics any way you want! I’m just using pinterest because it’s easier ^^;; A lot of really artsy pics are posted there, so I quickly find what I’m looking for ^^

Yep, I think it’s called that... Most of his songs on my playlist are from his new album, but some are older as well ^^ There’s this remix of Shape Of You. I listen to it waaay too much XD I found it in an AMV and was immediately like ‘I want this song’, so I downloaded it :P

FMA has some of the best openings and closings I’ve ever heard. My favorite is probably the first one, because it’s just so so amazing *^*

I live for the fantasy fight soundtracks.  A few examples are from the anime Fate/Zero or Fate/Unlimited Blade Works, like This Day and Never Again, Unlimited Blade Works and You Are My King. Those would make a snail race look epic.

AAAALSO THE RAGNAROK TRAILER IS OOUT!  I adored Loki’s moment XD ‘Surprise~ This is going to be so much fun’

[365daysofsasuhina]

[ 365 Days of SasuHina || Day Fifty-Seven: Ribbons ] [ Uchiha Sasuke, Hyūga Hinata, Uchiha Reika, Hyūga Hinode ] [ SasuHina, NejiTen ] [ Verse: A Light Amongst Shadows ] [ AO3 Link ]

This is why his wife should never leave him alone with the kids...let alone their nieces and nephews to boot.

He’s currently outnumbered four to one. Their own two children, Neij’s son, and Itachi’s youngest daughter. The two Hyūga are attending a clan meeting, Tenten at work, and both his brother and sister-in-law absent for a diplomacy mission. Which means he’s been left with the task of babysitting.

Because gods know no one trusts Shisui to do it.

It starts innocently enough. He’s sat them all in front of the television with a movie - one of many Hinata left for him to bolster his arsenal of options. That lasts for all of twenty minutes before Itachi’s daughter - Reika, always a ridiculously-energetic little thing - declares herself bored. Which means her tag-along, Hinode (thankfully far more like his mother Tenten than his father Neji) follows.

His own pair remain seated, so Sasuke takes the risk of dividing his attention with a shadow clone to watch them, as his real body keeps an eye on the troublemakers.

“Can we give you a makeover?”

“...a what now?”

“Tōchan lets me do it!” Eyeing her uncle critically, she adds, “...but his hair is prettier than yours. It’s so looong!”

Sasuke just blinks blankly. They want to mess with his hair…?

“Got any ribbons, jichan?”

“...you want to put ribbons in my hair…?”

“Mhm! You’ll be super pretty!”

He wants to object to the notion of being pretty in the first place, but...well, maybe it’ll be worth the peace and quiet if they keep themselves busy enough. Sitting cross-legged, he lets them rummage through Hinata’s bag of goodies.

“Ooh, what about this one Hino-kun?”

“I dunno, it’s kinda...boring.”

“Whaaat? It’s got lace! It’s so cute!”

Sasuke’s uncovered dark eye twitches. That clan meeting can’t get over soon enough…

After their fair share of bickering, the pair get to work. Reika takes to humming loudly, dragging a brush rather crudely through her uncle’s hair. Hinode, on the other hand, busies himself (quite carefully, to Sasuke’s surprise) with various types of makeup...starting with a plum lipstick.

When the movie finally loses his own offsprings’ attention, they move into the same room with the clone...and all three give startled pauses. His son blinks wide eyes, daughter looking concerned, and the clone blanching.

...is it really that bad?

As if to answer, the bunshin dissipates, filling him in on all it saw. And...it isn’t pretty. Bright red rouge looks like a clown’s along his cheeks, lips are a deep purple, lone eye ringed in blue like some color-crazy tanuki.

“...are you two done yet?”

“Almost! Your hair needs to get longer, jichan - my braids are too short.”

Sasuke just sighs. He had no idea the gods would be so testing his patience today.

Ten minutes later the pair announce themselves finished. Grimacing as he’s handed a mirror, Sasuke takes in his visage. It hasn’t changed much in the front, but a few turns of his head reveals twin braids, each capped with fancy ribbons at their tails.

“See? See? You look so beautiful!”

“...I sure do,” he deadpans.

Much to his dismay, it’s then he hears the door open.

The four little ones rush to the entryway to greet Neji and Hinata, the latter of which asks where Sasuke is.

“Here.”

They all look over, and Reika immediately pouts. “Heeey! Where’d your makeover go?”

A plain-faced bunshin doesn’t reply. While his pride might survive his wife’s scrutiny...he’ll never live it down if Neji sees him.

“But you looked so good…” Hinode offers sadly as his father scoops him to his hip. Neji perks a brow, but...thankfully doesn’t ask. Instead, he thanks Sasuke for his time watching the boy before retreating.

“Reika, your parents and siblings won’t be back until later,” Hinata reminds the girl.

“That’s okay! We can do Sasu-jichan’s makeup again!”

The Hyūga mother blinks, jolting a bit as the bunshin pops. Through the vapor, from the other room, the real Sasuke walks back in.

Hinata openly gapes for a long moment, eyes flickering all over her husband’s face, disbelief clear on your own. “...what…?”

“Hinode and Reika wanted to give me a do-over.”

“Makeover!” his niece corrects him.

“...right.”

Lips drawing between her teeth as not to laugh, Hinata urges the three remaining children along. “...why don’t you all go wash up, and then we’ll make dinner, hm?”

They scamper off to do as they’re told, and Hinata closes the distance to Sasuke to get a better view. “...well, that’s certainly...a look,” is her offer, eyes glittering mischievously.

“Whatever you do, don’t tell anyone about this.”

“Oh, I won’t...but I can’t promise anything about your niece and nephew. Come on - I’ll help you get it off.”

Makeup, Sasuke soon learns, isn’t as easy to rid oneself of as something like dirt or blood. No, this takes a special soap, and plenty of scrubbing.

“I should have taken a picture first.”

“You would have forced me to break the camera.”

“You’re no fun.”

“Neither is bring drawn on, or having your hair yanked, by a couple of five-year-olds.”

“Well, no one died...unless you count your pride as a casualty. So, a pretty successful day, in my eyes.”

“Next time, you stay here, and I’ll go to the Hyūga clan meeting.”

“Not sure that would work.” Admiring his braids, Hinata can’t help but note,” Reika's getting very good at this. And what pretty ribbons!”

“Hn…”

     Late, and honestly not that great...I'm so super sick I can barely type, BUT. Darn it, I'm not missing a day if I can help it OTL      A wee bit o' fluff with dad / uncle Sasuke, courtesy of his own kids, and a few nieces and nephews. Sorry Sasuke, I just like messing with you too much. And I couldn't think of anything else for the prompt, ahaha!      Anyway...I haven't slept in four nights, I'm exhausted, so...I'm gonna go give sleeping another try. I'll see y'all tomorrow - thanks for reading~

[todokori-kun]

(Ugh, sorry for this late reply! OTL I’ve been busy and whenever I sat down to try and write this message it would be bedtime before I’d even gotten halfway through)

If we want him to be happy the best, most plausible and canon-compliant choice is Saiko…yet Ishida’s been ignoring her ever since she told Urie she loves him ;-; #IshidaY

Correction: Ishida (like Shuu and Uta) is a picky eater. He’ll only eat human flesh that’s been steadily stewing in misery for at least a year, and the bitterest, saltiest tears are all he ever drinks.

Ishida’s eating habits being similar to Uta’s makes sense though, since he actually said he gave Uta some of his hobbies lol

Just stop hurting us, please…Ishida needs to redeem himself with Hide’s return as quickly as possible. Either that or something bad needs to happen to Furuta (if Rize somehow breaks free and eats him I’m sure at least half of the fandom would realize that they can, in fact, be satisfied).

Hmm, I was fine with Re up until this arc. Touken feels forced, shippy fluff and Mutsuki drama is getting in the way of the ACTUAL plot (even with all his trolling skills, Ishida cannot convince me that sex scenes and love triangles/squares are more important than how the Q squad is dealing with their trauma from the last battle, what Juuzou, Urie and other investigators are going to do now that they suspect Furuta is lying, how the rest of Goat is doing, what Uta and the Clowns are up to, and Furuta finding a way to, oh, I don’t know, BRING BACK THE FREAKING DEAD). It’s like Ishida has a really interesting plot in there somewhere, but he’s buried it beneath the pointless, badly timed romance.

As for Mutsuki, I used to be a bit 'meh' about them (I used to like them, and then I didn’t mind their backstory/the treatment they got at Torso’s hands simply because I got spoiled and knew it was coming from the very beginning, plus the parellels with Kaneki had me thinking they’d get a similar interesting development) but I’m starting to become more and more indifferent towards them because they just feel really flat now- a basic murder-bot, a copy of characters like Yuno Gasai. Maybe I’d sympathize with them more if their love for Sasaki/Kaneki felt a bit more genuine, but as it is, it seems lacking. It feels like we’re viewing Mutsuki from an outsider’s POV; not much about their actual feelings or thought process about the entire situation, just a bunch of crazy, yandere moments with a few

That AU…make it canon, Ishida. (jk, but seriously). I’m one of those people who won’t complain no matter how much the creators pile on the angst as long as it’s plausible angst (I’m afraid I’m a bit of a masochist when it comes to fandoms…) but I like to think of my favorite characters being happy for once ;-;

 0/////0 TYSM ;-; You’re so supportive and sweet and just asdfj;lk (it’s not easy to reduce me to keyboard-smashing but I have a lot of feelings right now) <333 I’m still scared because there are two ways this could go (either I somehow get over my fear and do ok, which would probably be really good for the anxiety, or I just freeze the second I step onto the stage…which would probably make things worse) HOWEVER, for Queen Luna I shall do my best !!!! <33333 :D

But wait a sec…‘King’…

Plot Twist: I am the real One-eyed King

Also

‘Urie & Tumblr(Evans): A short story’

-Urie pretends not know what tumblr is

-Only he totally does

-It’s an addictive hole of darkness

-And Luna spends way too much time on it for his liking

-Ok, so it’s not tumblr he’s worried about, really

-It’s this guy called Evans that Luna keeps talking to

-And no, he did not just assume this person’s gender, he (ACCIDENTALLY) saw one of Luna’s messages to them calling them a ‘king’

-She never calls HIM stuff like that there’s only that stupid nickname ‘Oreo Cookie’

-Jealousy?

-N O

-That’s for the common folk like Sasaki

-Look, he’s just worried about his s/o ok

-Then one day he brings it up

-'The 'King’ thing was an inside joke of sorts’

-'Evans is a heterosexual female’

-R.I.P Urie, who must now admit that he was indeed jealous

(super awkward crack that suddenly popped into my head

And aww, I’m really so glad you enjoy the HCs ^^)

Me + a person with Shuu’s personality would be pretty hilarious if we managed to get along well. Since at first sight, I appear like this really quite and polite person who’s way too nice for their own good (sort of like an even more introverted and awkward version of Kuroneki), but with people I’m really close with I suddenly turn into Haise with all of his cringe-worthy moments- plus a little bit of dry humor and sarcasm.

Haven’t got the chance to listen to all of those yet but what little I’ve heard sounds lovely! The first three and Soldier Game are my favorites, I think :)

Give it a few weeks and I’ll probably be joining you in Idol hell…

Loki’s hair is actually as long/maybe longer than Thor’s in later movies tho XD but I’m glad Thor’s getting some love! A lot of fans just characterize him as this big blonde idiot who has no clue what he’s doing, when in fact he’s grown quite a bit since the first Thor movie, where he was a reckless, hot-blooded, proud and arrogant person who really did have no clue what he was doing…sort of like musical-verse Hamilton minus his book smart nature and power of speech (isn’t that a terrifying thought?). Never knowing when to shut up and back down, which is coincidentally one of the things that damaged his relationship with Loki- who is his opposite in almost everything.

Without spoiling too much, let’s just say:

Thor is the extrovert, Loki is the introvert. Thor relies mostly on his raw physical power to get the job done (though he’s much more diplomatic now than he was in his first movie), Loki’s power lies in his words (he IS the god of lies after all) and his cunning. Thor can sometimes be a bit thick about the emotions of those around him, Loki reads people like open books and manipulates them like puppets on a string. No matter how much Thor grows up he’ll still have a bit of his old hot-tempered, non-stop personality, while Loki usually prefers to wait for it until he’s sure of the situation.

Unfortunately, Asgard (Thor and Loki’s 'home’- though Loki doesn’t consider Asgard his home anymore) values courageous warriors over quiet scholars and sorcerers like Loki. They praise honesty and boldness; Loki’s lies and illusions make them uneasy and they see him as a coward.

Despite being a prince, Loki has spent almost his whole life being identified as simply 'Thor’s brother’. People tolerate him because he’s a prince and Thor’s Brother, 'friends’ hang out with him because he’s Thor’s Brother, few openly show that they dislike him becuase he’s Thor’s Brother. Heck, when he lands on earth during the first Avengers movie, humans immediately identify him as none other than Thor’s Brother. He’s spent his entire life in Thor’s shadow.

It’s a very Burr-Hamilton relationship, and you can’t really blame Loki for wanting to be in the room where it happens.

(Also, the daddy issues.

I mean, look at what Odin and Laufey did

(SPOILERS for first Thor movie)

What Laufey (king of the frost giants) did:

1: Abandoned Loki because he was a 'runt’

2: Didn’t just abandon him; left him outside in the freezing cold in the middle of a freaking battlefield

What Odin did:

1: He rescued Loki when Laufey abandoned him because he felt sorry for the child…and also because he was planning use him as a pawn to someday make peace with the frost giants.

2: was planning to never, ever have a decent, reasonable 'you’re adopted, but you’re just as much my child as Thor is’ conversation with Loki

3: 'Yes, frost giants are terrible, bloodthirsty creatures, they are completely irredeemable’

4: some years later- 'Am I…? 'Yes, you are also a frost giant’

5: it’s heavily implied that he, like most others, always paid more attention to Thor than Loki

6: 'FATHER! I could have done it! For you…!’ 'No, Loki.’ *lets his adoptive son FALL INTO AN ABYSS IN SPACE. Like, he literally just stands there, watching Loki let go and fall to his death (well, not actually death, but that’s what it looks like)*

6: 'Both of you were born to be kings’

Later: 'All this because Loki desires a throne…YOUR BIRTHRIGHT WAS TO DIE! As a child, cast out on a frozen rock. If I had not taken you in, perhaps you would not be here now to hate me.’

I don’t hate Odin as much as the rest of the fandom seems to, and I do think he had reasons for doing what he did, but the fact still stands that he can be a massive hypocrite (tells Loki that he can’t try to take over the earth because they are no different from humans in the end, then tells Thor he shouldn’t date a human woman and calls her a 'goat’) and the things he did to Loki were just cruel.

Also, Thor, though he never wanted to hurt Loki, didn’t help. From what little we got to see in the Thor movies, it seems he also thought Loki was a bit weird for his quiet nature and interest in books and magic, usually refused to listen to anything he had to say, and just took his presence for granted most of the time so that he never realized how much Loki mattered to him until he lost him.)

Ok, so I’m trying to start the fic and I’m narrowing it down to Urie, Ken, and Shuu. I mean, the obvious choice is Urie since it seems like he’s one of your faves, but Heathers is a bit of a…graphic…story and while I’ve thrown in a bit of extra fluff IT WILL NOT BE A HAPPY FIC. So. Maybe you don’t want to see your favorite character hurt that way…

Also, because it’s HEATHERS, the story that’s set in a normal high school with absolutely no sci-fi or fantasy yet manages to be almost as dark as Black Butler, I guess I should put some warnings…

Slight yandere-ish behavior, murder, bullying, very vague mentions of self-harm and suicide (nobody actually does it or did it though), implied child abuse, sort-of-smut(scene cuts off right before anything smutty actually happens), and a ton of angst

(hint: it’s probably angstier than that thing I wrote about Viktor in a TG AU)

Is this ok with you?

Last note: Heathers and DEH both have a lot of dialogue to fill up the spaces between songs so you might want to either read the plots on wikipedia or talk with me every one or two songs so I can help explain what’s going on ^^

No worries ^^ I was a bit worried though, since I though you interpreted my ‘no new fandoms until the weekend!’ as ‘no messages until the weekend’

About the new chapter (127), has there been another time skip? Also, Shuu’s back! I’m sure you’re happy to see your hubby again (･ω<)☆ And I’m so proud of Naki ;-; My boy’s finally speaking properly.

#bringSaikoback  #becauseHe’sEvilThat’sY

Wait, she confessed her love? Man, I’ve forgotten a lot of things…

Yeah, that seems about right… What a gourmet.

Mask making, then? or eating eyeballs, that also wouldn’t be so weird. 

I want Hide to come back to life and become the next Jesus or something, saving absolutely everyone, because why not? I mean, he’s Hide after all.  Rize eating Furuta would be enough to get me to read the manga again (I already am, tho, at least somewhat. It’s your fault)

Maybe Ishida’s trying to redeem himself by giving us all the lovey-dovey stuff? It’s a shitty redemption attempt, but still…  and bringing back the dead certainly is an interesting way to advance the plot. hopefully it turns out to be a good one as well. hopefully.

i understand how/why mutsuki would fall for sasaki, but it was done in a very bad time and generally doesn’t fit with anything. id be a lot happier if they went murder crazy, but without the whole sasaki obsession. just let the guy be happy for fucks sake

You’re definitely a masochist. I mean, anyone who reads TGRe is (does that make me one as well…?). The AU is my pride and joy, the best idea I’ve ever had. I mean, just imagine it. Everyone being happy and enjoying life without suffering.

I’m sure you’ll do just fine ^^ I may not have anxiety but I do know the feeling of stage-fright. I mean, just a few weeks ago, I was at the japanese speaking contest and I still remember how badly I was shaking before, during and after my speech. I was so afraid I’d mess up… and I did! I did not understand any of the questions they asked me. Only later did I realise what they were trying to say, but in the moment, I was too scared to comprehend basically anything.  However, I got through it, no matter how scared I was. So I’m sure you’ll do just as well, if not better!

All hail King Evans, the One Eyed King! Now go stop the fighting between ghouls and humans, please.

Yeah, Evans is a bit of a boyish name. My first association with it before I met you was Soul Evans, from Soul Eater, a guy.  It’s also part of the reason why I was really afraid to write anything that might delude your gender, since lots of people get mad when people assume. 

Jealous Urie would be one of the most hilarious things ever. He’s to awkward to admit it, which means he also doesn’t do anything about it. How fun.

But you still haven’t answered my question… Who would you pick to be your significant other from the other fandoms we share, like Kuroshitsuji, AoT or YoI? Or even the Avengers universe ;)  You’re not avoiding it!

Honestly, Shuu is one of those people who get along with basically everyone, so I’m sure you’d get along with him. Besides, he’s empathetic, so he’d give everyone a chance to open up.

IDOL HELL! Join us... 

Oh really? Well, I was planning on watching the first Avengers movie and the Thor movies today and tomorrow (and maybe during the next week), so I’ll definitely tell you my opinion, then ^^ But Thor has short hair in the new movie. I am definitely not satisfied =3=

The whole family has some huge issues, doesn’t it? (thor’s family)

I say Kaneki, because it’s not a happy fic and out of the three, I like him the least. 

Sure, I’m fine with basically everything at this point. TG has ruined me in the darkness of itself (i don’t know what im typing anymore, don’t question me, please)

Okay, I’ll make sure to ask you about anything I don’t understand when I start listening to it ^^